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[sid] => 117760
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Rut
[time] => 2006-04-05 11:42:23
[hometext] => I see this all the time so I thought I'd comment on it by writing this
[bodytext] => Day after day its always the same; such a boring routine After a while you get so tired; you just want to give up Fog surrounds your life; you can barely see Confusion swells; all you do is routine Things start to blend; everything turns to grey If you could remember you’d do something; maybe even scream Things no longer seem to matter; all you see is what they want you to Falling so far from originality; can you even remember your name? Being unique no longer matters; you’re just another grey smudge [comments] => 3 [counter] => 199 [topic] => 60 [informant] => silver_runaway [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => insomniac )
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