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[aid] => mick
[title] => Aria
[time] => 2007-03-04 21:58:33
[hometext] => its not about romance
[bodytext] => She spins around in circles, She shows me secret things. She never left the home, She lives inside of me. Her pale white face, Her black eyelashes never blink. Her lips, like butterfly wings. She is magic, She is free, She is nothing, She let me breathe. Her eyes are life, Her words are light, She’s never coming home, But she’s never been away. Her bullets have bypassed, She said she couldn’t stay, But finally, at last, She told me, She’s been home every day. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 236 [topic] => 44 [informant] => bakacaka [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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