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[bodytext] => Empty language related, blank stares swept under my arms. The seams of my pants are coming undone, and so is my hair. I read the lips of a gentleman. Expressions made are not his own. They belong to his guest, who belongs to no one. My shoes are scuffed, and so are my knees. The words are shallow I will hold onto them tightly. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 185 [topic] => 48 [informant] => amsy [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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