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[aid] => mick
[title] => Nights Like This
[time] => 2018-09-16 14:24:51
[hometext] => Written at/about a Mike Pinto Band show.
[bodytext] => Its nights like this that make the clock stop,
that hold the sky still, so we won/'/t have to wake up.
It/'/s moments like this that make our hearts stutter,
that make our lungs blush, that make our ribs flutter.
& its music like this that makes our ears dance,
that links us together, that holds our souls hands,
/'/Cause it/'/s nights like this, when everyone gathered,
we/'/ll always remember; when nothing else mattered.
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[informant] => allforyou
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[topicname] => happypoetry
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