[{"sf1_id":366858,"sf2_id":"GnDrYEPe","title":"I wither besides the lush flower bed","author":"QuentixStarwing","summary":"I wither beside the lush flower bed \nI am full of life and yet I stand as bones \nWhere I can sip the dew drops I find myself unquenchable \nTouched by falling petals, my skin stings with pricklers ping \nUnrivaled in my stance still I am but an empty...","words":452,"posted_at":"2012-04-17T22:34:00.000Z","tags":["Bed","Besides","European","Flower","Poectic","Poem","Poetry","form","imagination","lush","the","wither"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/366858-i-wither-besides-the-lush-flower-bed","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnDrYEPe","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=366858\u0026ext=.jpg"}]