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[title] => Meaning of Life
[time] => 2005-10-17 14:58:23
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[bodytext] => He sat alone on the hill. Searching for the meaning of life. stiving all alone with nothing but wildlife. They strive along, happy, but do they ever wonder why, why we all will live and die? Some say its a test, to get to the above, but to me, that theory is like sayng a murderer is like a dove. What are we? God labmice? No it can't be so, so he keeps on searching, here and there to and fro. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 228 [topic] => 19 [informant] => TheNextRobertFrost [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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