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[sid] => 23115
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Rails
[time] => 2003-09-12 10:35:00
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[bodytext] => I walked the rails out of my town this day and saw many things. Train tracks are different marking a way that is often rank. Weeds are here seen to conceal trash and rubbish a wild wind brings. Building has bare back to rails with its loading dock being blank, old sad car stored in yard having house owned and kept by a crank. Street fronts are different, laid out for automobiles and such. See there's an empty glass bottle unbroken some person drank. Rail's path is lonesome trek; I doubt if I love it very much. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 21 [informant] => ramfire [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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