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[aid] => mick
[title] => Collisions of a Reflection
[time] => 2005-07-17 01:14:51
[hometext] => weekly sunday night drive
[bodytext] => the reflections in the windows play tricks on me but the green sign says we have miles to go. i like to watch your eyes find hope in the yellow lines in front of us, as if you'd like to tear away the starlight and save it just for me. uncomprehensible art lingers in our ears and our souls are stuck to bright headlights and even without words, we understand. what's amazing is what a perfumed night can do and how your glamour is only complimented by it. Numbers in your car radiate that ninety minutes have gone past. I find some hope in red lights. Precious. Precious red lights. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 52 [informant] => girlxwithxpen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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