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[aid] => mick
[title] => Phoenix
[time] => 2011-12-23 21:17:43
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[bodytext] => The years have passed and I've got nothing to show I've grown bitter inside, this house just isn't a home The only comfort I find is out on the open road Or the evening tide, entranced by what lies below Have faith in me, maybe someday I will let go Of the past that haunts me, someday I will be whole I'll pack my bags, leave behind everything that I know Never look back, strike a match and watch it go up in smoke [comments] => 1 [counter] => 98 [topic] => 43 [informant] => spencer1607 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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