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[aid] => mick
[title] => back into the rain
[time] => 2018-05-02 16:48:22
[hometext] => False face must hide what the false heart doth know.~ William Shakespeare
[bodytext] => where the illusion
of solid things
blur
and the high sing
of madness tingles
the fingers
while the blank eyes
and pasted smile number
gives its all
the real is soaked away
into wet shadows
without answers.
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