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[sid] => 151588
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[aid] => mick
[title] => one step
[time] => 2009-07-20 06:56:45
[hometext] => Most glorious night! Thou wert not sent for slumber! ~Lord Byron
[bodytext] => I wear the moon a vauge whisper playing on the back of my eyes unconsistent then gone dark has taken root otherwise I exsist less. horizons shudder w/earth's rotation my heavy cloak of night old black wing metamorphs. the air leaves lift and sigh stars saying unsayable things lost facets scatter in an instant with twilight in my pocket ancient peace ensues. dark leisurely turns. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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