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[sid] => 19491
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Identify
[time] => 2003-06-23 22:05:00
[hometext] => This poem talk about Myself.
[bodytext] => I feel so strange that I don't know who I'm. But I feel, also, that I'm feeling the contrary, too. I don't know, if i was going to the circunstances to the grow, to the time, this long distance: That make me, That see me, That be me more mature and old. But live continues, however i will try to understand that spirit who can make me: who I was, who I'm who I'll in this life. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 210 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Lele [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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