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[aid] => mick
[title] => The title is for those who read this.
[time] => 2011-05-03 08:52:23
[hometext] => This poem is for anyone who has ever felt this way.
[bodytext] => I write you a speech,
Me speak loud for you, I deliver good.
I wear my tie straight for you.
You see.
I write you a symphony,
Drums bang loud for you,
Drums pierce earth for you.
Violins fly for you. The colours.
You see.
I perform dance for you.
I slap I sway.
I know my way.
I take you on a journey with me.
You definitely see.
I'll run along the river, I'll post it in the paper, I call London Mayor.
We get costumes, we get mics.
We give fireworks, we'll get lights.
I will show you. Present you.
Some form of me.
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