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[aid] => mick
[title] => I Heard A Hymn
[time] => 2012-11-25 06:53:25
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[bodytext] => I heard a hymn to who they call father, that sought to clean old and coming sins. He has no sons,but he is more than a mother, that saw her missing son returns to her wings. You bring mountains of sins to his door, he makes your burden vanished in the air. Just show a sincere heart and say no more, and make the ground a valley of your tear. I know, I have to stand there before it’s late, while I watch my pale days fall like leaves, I heard them softly whispering : it can wait. But lately I know they were just lying thieves. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 43 [informant] => dipoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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