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[aid] => mick
[title] => torm
[time] => 2004-12-12 23:03:57
[hometext] => Another P.E. poem
[bodytext] => The skies hold back grey and heavy wanting to let go of the rain that they bear My eyes tears lack glassy and ready ready to let the river fall through the air The clouds are so dreary so big and low lurking and causing a very dark day My heart is not cheery sad and alone trying to think, to find something to say The lightning gleams the thunder roars the earth turned evil in just one night my anger means that there are no doors to open and shut in this personal fight [comments] => 2 [counter] => 212 [topic] => 61 [informant] => humboldthunny17 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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