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[aid] => mick
[title] => Fun
[time] => 2010-06-09 15:26:40
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => I played a game today. I'm not used to having fun. I was out in the sun. 63 + and it's the first time. Playing miniature golf does not rhyme. I did okay but not at the start. Because I hit the ball too hard. After a while I did okay, and even said yeah for myself. That I don't always do, but at least I didn't say boo. I wasn't even hard on myself like I sometimes am. But I didn't act like a ham. Yeah right, like I ever would! No way while on this earth. But I know that I am worth- something. Which is pretty much. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 156 [topic] => 54 [informant] => Sheveg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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