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[aid] => mick
[title] => mockingbird
[time] => 2005-06-13 08:03:00
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[bodytext] => singing lark plays on the hours a tale that it will tell after fading truely sour it rains out all its hell close enough to feel the heat yet not so far astray pouring ashes blading backward grasses in its grave what was true and right begone time has washed away stuck in unjust fantasy that is the world today sweetly it proclaims its time and wishes best of will but hidden ore the apple grove a flying heart it kills stabbing fastly, shortening breath lets out one cry of hope kills that fellow mockingbird and sets the world unknown [comments] => 3 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 25 [informant] => spazz911 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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