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[sid] => 117738
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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Storm 2
[time] => 2006-04-04 23:59:49
[hometext] => Well here is the more like I promised
[bodytext] => The Storm 2 The storm brews inside always moving always there. As much as me try to silent it it still wiats. Striking bring back the pian you try so hard to forget. Briging back it's furry & anger. We wiat for it to calm so we can leave, but the storm never ends. Our dearms & hope are the coluds. That are chrused with the draknning power of it's might. Our skys will forever remiane stormy. Of the storm that will live in our darnked world. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => pureheart07 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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