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[aid] => mick
[title] => Patience in Armageddon
[time] => 2004-09-24 18:12:53
[hometext] => I even let my mom read this.
[bodytext] => High sleeping mountains dusted with gray skeletons of trees sit on the landscape and wait with an endless patience for Armageddon. Brooches of purple flowers stand with infinite foreboding in the rain, like soldiers drenched in metal. Wherever ground is bare there are pebbles, each a token from the Mother; They scatter and crunch under hooves and paws like a million unloved children. And where the sun hits, the reed are dry and the rocks burn with dust, while the horizon absolutely glares. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 27 [informant] => Suz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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