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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rockhampton and the Brief Capricorn Tomorrow
[time] => 2019-07-30 04:23:44
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[bodytext] => I need time. The sweet, silent, and elusive currency. You can’t be bought, nor earned. You own the world. I wish I had done more to earn you. My feet, they are starting to show their wear. The simplicity of age and time. Bring me closer to your crest. The crescendo... A simple piece that echos. They play the music for us in the darkness of a cave they call a cathedral and we weep. There is no darkness that can stave the light of progress. I’m moved by your brevity, but challenged by the brave silence of your soul. I don’t fit in here anymore. I’ve been caught in the current for some time now and the rip tide is culling me. My fingers are full of sand and shells and sadness and I’m gasping. I’m not ready to let go. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 119 [topic] => 75 [informant] => Odessa19 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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