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[aid] => mick
[title] => It is not in our nature to love. (a small rose)
[time] => 2005-11-02 22:11:50
[hometext] => always, abraham ^_^
[bodytext] => Empty fields lay below hollow, undefined mountains spreading across the horizon. Frigid sands slither down the darkness; consume the night in their hunger; find fulfillment; wither away. Life is full of so many tragedies. Even in our sorrow there is a rugged tree bleeding its jubilation. -We are only a vassal for the pain. The sky is painted gold and gray; the color of fields hidden in the shadows of an empty dawn, caught suddenly aflame. A mountain, its grandeur shying to the fountains, its silences folded at a waters edge, consume the dawn; steal light from the night stealing above; opens to a small rose. -It is not in our nature to love. -It is in us to desire. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 214 [topic] => 73 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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