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[aid] => mick
[title] => High
[time] => 2006-12-01 03:58:49
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[bodytext] => That feeling comes into my head Everything slows down, my eyes are red I slowly drift away to see A place that feels better My mind becomes free My fears are gone My vision’s fine My worries were clear But to them I’m blind It magnifies my perception Sensations rise What once was trivial Is amplified Colors become perfect Their flaws recede And I wonder… Is this how they were meant to be? I’m coming down But I don’t want to leave This island of bliss In a dispirited sea… [comments] => 0 [counter] => 147 [topic] => 43 [informant] => David3 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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