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[sid] => 129716
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Perhaps, I Know
[time] => 2006-12-23 06:34:02
[hometext] => Prabha Trimurty(alias, Buchi)
[bodytext] => Perhaps, I Know Perhaps, I Know. Why sometimes all of us are such exponents of deceit. Such born killers. While I tore a young flower petal by petal, And laid a hot coffee cup on a crawling ant. I knew I was scared of death, my death. Perhaps, I Know. Why sometimes all of us are such pools of pity. Such life-givers. While I nursed a dying bird. And smoothed the hair of an orphan-child. I knew I was happy of life, my life – Prabha Trimurty [comments] => 0 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 43 [informant] => buchi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 20 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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