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[sid] => 151898
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => missing you
[time] => 2009-08-01 05:32:55
[hometext] => Le suicide, cette myste¤ rieuse voie de fait sur l'inconnu.
[bodytext] => at samhain time all are death-like we are quiet we are home where you belong to us you to me gone trees sway toward cold toward later Fall reach toward the flame of spirit fire thunder cracks in all directions but not my lips in a smile lightning flashes and leans me forward towards my missing friend. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 75 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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