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[sid] => 107716
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[aid] => mick
[title] => An open door
[time] => 2005-10-14 12:28:08
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => There's not much more to every day than painting, reading print of grey... I love candles in the sun!! I'm not made like anyone!! There's nothing more to me it's true than what i am, and what you knew I love melting in the snow!! I'm not here but yes you know!! There's no one in this thunder here but the terror, and youth i fear I love handing out my soul!! i'm afraid to reach my goal!! There's nothing i wish for anymore but candle-light, and an open door... dw [comments] => 2 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 48 [informant] => In_a_While [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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