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[aid] => mick
[title] => Paradise
[time] => 2005-09-06 01:44:20
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[bodytext] => Every night, before I drift Into artificial dull dreams I see something real A memory Of crashing waves The setting sun Complete perfection We danced in the sea Our bodies swaying As one With the tide And with each other My mind existed Solely in that moment To drift Would be to end All sublimity But the passion lived on Dreaming is empty After encountering bliss But if ever the emptiness Of superficiality Becomes all too much To bear My thoughts will stray Taking me to the ocean Where I can breathe the night At any time of day [comments] => 2 [counter] => 264 [topic] => 43 [informant] => youlied [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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