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[aid] => mick
[title] => searching for true meaning.
[time] => 2005-06-02 20:49:58
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[bodytext] => Shattered dreams,Broken hearts, People listening to my thoughts. Prescence is all around me, but i dont see a single soul. Ocasionally i hear voices, but its all jumbled into an unforeseen crowd.We're just trying to figure out who we are, whats the shame in that?" a voice whispers delicatly as if it'll break with the intention of getting any louder. A lonley girl says " they dont know me, heck I dont even know myself." The Jockof the crowd thinks to himself "This isnt the life for me." People's mixed emotions all form to tell a story, of the crowd of people who were trying to fit in while on the search to find something real. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 443 [topic] => 43 [informant] => irememberyou [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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