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[sid] => 14656
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => My Heritage
[time] => 2003-03-21 08:05:00
[hometext] => I wish to someday go to Scotland and Ireland. Back to my roots.
[bodytext] => I would love to go
Where my ancestors once roamed In my heart and soul I know this is my home. Along the green hills Of Ireland And hearing the bagpipes Of Scotland. I know this is Where I belong. My heart aches And my soul cries out Everytime I hear The bagpipes' Soothing sound. In my heart My soul And in my mind too I know this is Where I belong. I hope And I pray Before I shall Never wake again To visit Scotland And Ireland. This is my heritage. Written February 28 2003 [comments] => 7 [counter] => 186 [topic] => 14 [informant] => Cynthia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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