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[aid] => mick
[title] => THE
[time] => 2016-06-03 13:23:05
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[bodytext] => The "L" train is full this evening.
Full of faces that mean nothing,are nothing,and still seem to be-
bogus,arrogant,and nerving.
These faces force themselves to be nothing,but be nothing with style.
Follow the yellow brick road.
Calvin Klein,Tommy Hilfiger.
These faces have no being.
They are nomads in a mad-mad world.
Are you pondering what i/'/m pondering?
The Seinfelds seem to be not so witty tonight.
On the "L" train these faces have been through hell.
Their smiles are becoming weary,unsure,contemplative.
The saying is true. You never know where you/'/re going till you get there.
These faces-not one you can trust.
Not one that would trust you.
Still the "L" train is full this evening...
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[informant] => tawakwan
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[topicname] => Lifepoems
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