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[aid] => mick
[title] => Your Sister
[time] => 2006-02-02 12:45:35
[hometext] =>
[bodytext] => Falls down the stairs
First I saw you with my big blue eyes
Then I blinked
Then I blinked
You were gone
I am blind
Hitting me over the head with frying pans
Did not help the sitiiiation
Then I blinked
Then I blinked
I am blind
Cawing like the crows
Did not help the situation
Then I blinked
Then I blinked
I am blind
Knowing you were there
Would have helped
But I just thought
There were crows and frying pans
Then I blinked
Then I blinked
I am blind
I’m sorry
I slept with your sister
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[informant] => cametrae
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[alanguage] => english
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