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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Autumn of Dreams
[time] => 2012-06-27 16:00:46
[hometext] => the dancing words, the singing angels of poetry
[bodytext] => The Autumn of Dreams I was the meaning of poor, The essence of less. I had nothing of the world But the love of words How I could make them dance How I could make them sing For they were all I had That I could give I loved them for they gave me Identity in their beauty They gave me the seeing beyond, A grasp of the depths Into that autumn of dreams Where I will forever see my paradise, Where my love shall always live [comments] => 3 [counter] => 221 [topic] => 69 [informant] => richard2 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => poets )
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