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[sid] => 173243
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Lay Me Down
[time] => 2012-07-03 02:05:46
[hometext] => thinking of the pipers ...
[bodytext] => Lay me now beneath cool sod My soul is tired from miles trod. Take coins from my once full purse, pay pipers to march before the hearse. I've left some coins for mourners too. They can weep and bid adieu. I now go gladly to my rest. I've not done well, but done my best. Place no roses at my feet, Breaths I took seem a cheat. Where I stood let others trod, Lay me now beneath cool sod. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 148 [topic] => 43 [informant] => ever1der [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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