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[sid] => 27132
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Stop Watch
[time] => 2003-11-15 00:45:25
[hometext] => The Poem
[bodytext] => Stop Watch Twist of fate, the mornings come, Golden days, prominent and young. The leaf that falls, will set and rot, Twas a time I knew, a dream I shot. My greener days, come stronge and clear, Now for me, only memory to fear. Play and stray, as a young boy should, Who could have known, that this was good. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 21 [informant] => JPMcMillan [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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