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[aid] => mick
[title] => strayed from the path
[time] => 2016-01-17 17:39:59
[hometext] => Whenever I get fed up with life I love to go wandering in nature.~Andrea Arnold
[bodytext] => the tangle in the psyche
thoughts scrambling like spiders
these visitors who hide among us
as the town hums through brick walls
a triangle of silence the hollow
inside ink into words a crow
shatters sky with cawing
the sound of a moth in the city
the subtle incandescent dark
of night breathes like flood water
seeping under the door
my what big eyes you have
a shadow underneath everything
said and a rotted pier over a winter lake
all the emptiness touching me as the
ignorable why skips around a lot
there is a glitter in her eyes
even when you/'/re playing
the other player sometimes
it cracks like lightning right between
your viewpoint.
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