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[aid] => mick
[title] => this is where my heart is
[time] => 2006-04-20 09:58:40
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[bodytext] => the morning sun beats down on the cobbled streets stereos blare Ebru Gundes' syncopated beats scooters whizz past at a million miles an hour call to prayer from the minaret tower the reg flag flies high above the town little old women wear the traditional gown the smell of the fresh baked bread rises in the air teenage girls coif their dark curly hair the bazaar is open for trade as the street cats lie in the shade the early morning milk delivery arrives businessmen say goodbye to their wives figs ripen on the trees the sea brings in a gentle breeze men sit and drink their coffee drink the bougainvillea's flowers open to reveal a beautiful pink this country is only half of me but i have always felt it is where i need to be i hate the dismal cold of where i am now i need to get away forever somehow [comments] => 1 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 43 [informant] => principessauk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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