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[aid] => mick
[title] => unmoved
[time] => 2014-01-28 22:38:14
[hometext] => always, abraham
[bodytext] => Some days I cannot find the conduit I need to withdraw the words that swell inside of me. I search for every hidden memory, draw up every failed relationship. I claw through the darkness, dredge up every dead dream. I will do anything to expel from my soul the song that might sing the starlight, or the cry that might overshadow the sea. Often, I am only granted the slightest of requitals, fashioning only the simplest of frames; the slivers of a vision my eyes can never see Some days my spirit screams and pulls at the flesh that restrains it, and I am seized by it, and the words are all that appease it. Tonight, I am unmoved. Tonight, there is the snow; the disconsolate white of a season nearing its end. Tonight, there is only the settling of a dusty page; the tattered spine of an old book coming to a close. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 21 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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