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[aid] => mick
[title] => Normality
[time] => 2008-06-09 20:33:05
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[bodytext] => When I opend the door, she was looking at television, with a bottle of a orange juice on her right hand. In the television, the faces of the man who was killed yesterday and those who killed him, were posted. She did often give me a quiet smile, when we were in a situation like this. Looking for normality in my life, there was, I realized, nothing that I could do with no advertisement. I got you through the television, which taught me how to love, to attempt, and to kiss you. If the day you have to throw me away in the television comes in a near future, please give me the smile before you leave. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Notre [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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