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[aid] => mick
[title] => Barophobic
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[bodytext] => In the complacent state of this contusion, I have learned how to lose my fingerprints. They have lulled themselves from spring warmth, Into an unorthodox cliché of teen hunger. From an atrium of fledgling fresh air, They quarantined a lilac bouquet of rape’s finest qualities. Frailty slices a prayer, “Speak, love, and live through me, While I get up and try to make this table dance.” [comments] => 0 [counter] => 160 [topic] => 43 [informant] => savingmarion [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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