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[bodytext] => With a penny per person, pins prick my eyes. Sights muddle to brown and level lanes of blue fields and red nicked nails. The putty of a friend lay within self satisfaction. Yet who can be happy with you? Spheres within us rest with you. So try not to worry as much. Just smile Sometimes- Open your view. I'll be here to talk. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 64 [informant] => Smigit [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ambiguous )
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