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[aid] => mick
[title] => I might suck fizzle or i might just float away
[time] => 2015-02-06 19:25:31
[hometext] => swords and sin
[bodytext] => I might suck fizzle
or I might just float away
silver
we all
flooooat
down here
Cheshire cat grin
silver tremling hands
silver sword spearing
under the toll and far below the wicked man wakes with silver shoes n ruby slippers in tow
thumbalina twinkle toes bites her nails to the quick as she speedily goes
out a space an out of the know the wicked man spells the wickedest show
backed by silver and wrightly so
but gold is the annex
and spititual flow
she trips upon the ranibow
and away she goes
clicking her heels three times behind her saying
theres no place like home
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[informant] => alicewhite
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