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[bodytext] => how can I maintain and hold the line on sanity when all around my flailing are the confines of humanity? the shore so close the winds of change whispered tales of paradise. yet my reality so strange can these sad truths yet suffice? so close and yet so far away I wait behind this tattered mask. for all I conjure or dismiss will surely only come to pass. how far, how far am I away from all I ever wanted to be? and how close have I ever been to the divine essence in me? [comments] => 3 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 43 [informant] => elle [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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