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[title] => The Carnival
[time] => 2003-12-11 16:32:46
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[bodytext] => I hold the end in my hand. I have trembled before it’s power. Power given by me, to take the power away from me. Singularly a doze, together forever. It’s promise tempting and final. The silence, too loud. A matter of seconds, an eternity. It’s weight, almost nothing, too much to bear. I close my hand, running away from running away, cowed the possibility brings me to my knees. I have held the end in my hand. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 248 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Jeff9Man [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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