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[sid] => 14952
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Real lives
[time] => 2003-03-26 16:05:00
[hometext] => This poem is about my Real mother who had since pasted away.
[bodytext] => When we look back at it all as i know we will,
I wonder why, will we really remember how it feels to be this alive. I know we have to go, I realize we only get to stay so long, always have to go back to real lives where we belong. Will we forget the way it really is, why it feels like this. We always have to go, I realize we always have to say goodbye. Always have to go back to the real lives we knew of as children. Real lives are the reason why, we went to live another life, another time, another place. I know we have to go, go back to the real lives. I realize we always have to turn away, always have to go back to real lives, but real lives are why we stay for another dream, another day, and last time, one last time before its over. One last time before the end, one last time, before we go back to real lives. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 21 [informant] => jewls-ravenwolf [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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