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[aid] => mick
[title] => WHAT IS LIFE?
[time] => 2011-12-08 22:24:22
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[bodytext] => THE SANDS OF TIME LIKE WATER DROPS ARE BRIEF SECONDS DRIPPING BY. THEY ARE HEARTBEATS FOR MY LOVED ONE. OR THE TEAR DROPS I HAVE CRIED. THE VAPORS FROM THE OCEAN, RISING STEAM THAT DISAPPEARS. LIKE BREEZES BRUSHING BY US, UNSEEN, UNHEARD BY EARS. EACH BREATH I TAKE IS ONE LESS, FROM THE ALLOTTED DAM OF TIME. MY RIVER’S GETTING BARREN. LIKE A BOTTLE OF SPILLED WINE. WHAT IS A LIFE WHEN PONDERED? WILL THE WORLD GIVE US A THOUGHT, WHEN OUR JOURNEY IS CONCLUDED, AND A MEMORY IS ALL THEY’VE GOT? FOR ME I WAS ASTONISHED, KNOWING THE LIFE THAT I HAD LED. I WAS FORGOTTEN VERY MUCH BEFORE, THE REPORTS TELLING I WAS DEAD. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 109 [topic] => 13 [informant] => robert_edgar_burns [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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