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[sid] => 151241
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Blank Pages
[time] => 2009-07-02 18:17:03
[hometext] => This is just me trying to get inspired, life is hard of late.........
[bodytext] =>
This may be the end result,
of a woman filled with words
yet they are stuck somewhere.........
So the page sits blank again,
while whispers of a ghost
dance on summer winds......
Rose perfumed air dances
and daisies wait for water.
The sun is burning
and turning toe nails bright purple......
And she sits beside herself
the page still blank,
lines not noted, t's not crossed
and the ghosts dance once more........
sighhhhhhhhhhhh
[comments] => 4
[counter] => 165
[topic] => 43
[informant] => shelby
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 25
[ratings] => 5
[editpoem] => 1
[associated] =>
[topicname] => oops
)
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