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[aid] => mick
[title] => reailty loss
[time] => 2005-06-09 22:18:34
[hometext] => poor jenna
[bodytext] => sun was down so was she not sad not worried but down not knowing she was down she was packed with ignorance fingers scratched and figetted eyes staired and wondered what is real what can you touch inhale exhale you have seen too much sit and talk with words of many meanings of few reality escaped through glass and fire pinching the flame out to breathe what is real what can you touch exhale inhale been through to much ambition not her shoes are broken wish not to see not to hear no dream or wish apply no fear what can you see what can you touch inhale exhale can not feel much [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 66 [informant] => boobiepeach [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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