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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Circle..*
[time] => 2008-06-21 04:22:11
[hometext] => it's infinitive, it will never end as it never begins.
[bodytext] => hearts flutter hands sweat there she is all in white hair up tight walking down eyes meet the last time as just girl and boy now its to become man and wife shes at my side tears falling joy not sad fear maybe of becoming one. hand in hand ring the cirlce infinitive we are one married, my wife and i. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 23 [informant] => hannah_heaven [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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