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[title] => Suicide Toast
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[bodytext] => They were personal, his flourishes, to the last. As he dramatizied his diary the grit was palpable; and you felt like the worn eye of the tattered rabbit he never slept without. Raising his glass to the crowd, 'Spent it all', he said. Then he vanished into our eyes. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 36 [informant] => Nik_Howl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Suicide )
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