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[aid] => mick
[title] => Front Porches
[time] => 2007-05-16 14:23:45
[hometext] => To being young and wishing we were old. To freedom
[bodytext] => For three months we lived We ate and drank life Time ceased to exist We were infinite Long days followed by long nights There was no time to sleep No time to eat Only time to live Irene's porch was our home Smoke was our sustenance Words were our homage For three months we knew everything No responsibilities could hold us No laws could restrict us The world was at our finger tips It's been two years since that summer Responsibilities are now abundant Work, college, bills, love, family They all weigh us down But for three months We lived [comments] => 2 [counter] => 216 [topic] => 44 [informant] => jessie53067 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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