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[sid] => 85359
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[aid] => mick
[title] => le cœur a ses rai·sons que la rai·son ne con·naît point
[time] => 2005-02-22 21:51:26
[hometext] => This is a poem of the mind and heart.
[bodytext] => The center part of this leafy rosette, is chopped up and eaten by everyone, who cares to have a taste. When my head catches up with my heart, maybe then I'll know why I feel this way. My innermost inclinations tell me, the hand I hold, is all of the same red heart-shaped suit. Should I bet it all? My mind can not distinguish this sensation. It's something new. This unfamiliar bliss, that I can't understand, it makes my head spin, as I sink in the sand. The heart has its reasons that reason knows nothing of. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 206 [topic] => 2 [informant] => allforyou [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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