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[aid] => mick
[title] => The second Dream
[time] => 2014-01-02 22:03:28
[hometext] => always, abraham
[bodytext] => The second dream There are so many kindnesses in my life A warm touch on a cold spring morning A drunkard telling me that he missed his family Urging me to go home I cannot remember his words But I remember The tears in his eyes The liquor on his breath The scraggly dirty brown beard The second dream is not a dream at all But a stone wall at the entrance of a trailer park Centered westerly between a canopy of mossy trees And the barren tarmac of an old airport With a field of sunflowers sparkling behind it The second dream is a boy Sitting on that wall Watching the sun set [comments] => 1 [counter] => 131 [topic] => 21 [informant] => iodinelove [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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