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[title] => free
[time] => 2008-02-01 14:02:27
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[bodytext] => free As sour as this lemon be Charged and cut in pieces three With salt and water I am free Uncross me now, I will it be. Let this lemon do it's task It's cleansing power I do ask As this lemon dries in air. Free me from my dark despair. Uncross! Uncross! I break his curse. But let not my simple spell reverse. I wish no ill, nor wish him pain I wish only to be free again. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 229 [topic] => 49 [informant] => conorshawn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => mystical )
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