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[aid] => mick
[title] => Golden Hands On a Rusty Face
[time] => 2002-07-20 07:05:53
[hometext] => Hello all :)
Its been a while! This piece it is about the lives we live in respect of our "place". The message I guess, is that regardless of our stature and prominant position, our purpose shall remain the same, whatever that may be to whomever. This, (I hope!), is reflected in the name, and in particular the vison showing that regardless of a clock elegant looks, it shall move the same as any other. Time shall tick and tock for all ;). Enjoy, Nick. [bodytext] => Such amorality frightens spoke the doctor’s fancy words. Such mindscape’s bring instability the sane of upstanding social antiquations. Forever hush the silent soliloquies; they speak not for the stable mind. Oh! How times have changed from old, how the world does spin out of sight. Dear boy, the Tangerine skies of the mind you once knew; shall show you not where the true path lies But the grey of a suit and tinge of a tie, shall allow see, and there you may become. A bowler hat worn if prestige shall beckon, rolling hills making scenery home. The hands of a watch moving similarly for all the hands of irrelevance building only hope, as time, shall never slow. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 274 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Nickolata [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 25 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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