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[bodytext] => Pain and Anguish fill my soul But relief is approaching or so I'm told They promise me gold and everything of the like When all I really get is kicked and shoved out of spite How can I change the hands of fate As they sway mockingly in my face The turmoil that swirls, The stress that stirs; Only sadness in my heart it spurs And from these chains break free, Will I ever find my maiden of peace [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 6 [informant] => ShadowMan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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