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[aid] => mick
[title] => Gillian
[time] => 2005-10-22 01:33:44
[hometext] => death...unexpected, why do our friends have to leave us so young with so much potential? how is this fair?
[bodytext] => Gillian i remember her as an aura her spirit was enough to make anyone smile she shone as she sat at her desk her energy almost to much for the enclosed room of the class the freckles on her face, so beautiful that moped she drove, not so secure didnt see the truck, its a coma they say, time to operate difficulties ensue, she...she dies no more smiles, light hearts, or laughter it haunts...the people lost where do we go from here there has been too much, how much can a heart take rest in peace love, for thats who you were you were loved, and loved. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 523 [topic] => 38 [informant] => lanabear [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Tributes )
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