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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Stranger
[time] => 2004-04-20 11:17:17
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[bodytext] => A dark cloud passes by. The light begins to dim. In the distance a stranger I spy. A blackness encircles him. He and I drift closer, Wandering a path set for us. Time, here moves slower. A light wind stirs the dust. A fear begins to grow in me, An omniscient feeling in the air, Encompassing all that I see. The stranger wears Death’s proud stare. Close now are we. I see his face and shudder. For I am he and he is me. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Naburus [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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