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[aid] => mick
[title] => Too Young to Know
[time] => 2018-03-05 05:18:51
[hometext] => Home he came, but not the same.
[bodytext] => Old enough to fight your war;
Too young to buy a beer.
No matter what you battle for;
You can’t have both, I fear.
Youve turned a boy into a man;
You cannot turn him back.
He’s climbed your hill and learned to kill;
You can’t give Jill her Jack.
You should have known he would have grown;
Much wiser than you wanted.
Sleep well tonight, they won your fight;
And may your dreams be haunted.
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[informant] => softerware
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[alanguage] => english
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