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[aid] => mick
[title] => cultivated shadows
[time] => 2017-02-25 11:57:20
[hometext] => To think of shadows is a serious thing. ~Victor Hugo
[bodytext] => like a step
missing
still
held
breath
whispering heartbeats
recede forgotten
unlocking door
after door
a dream of the dead
like a sugarcube
in a rainstorm
yield the space
shifting star field
thrown there
a midnight carnival
sheen-like
as a passage
out.
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