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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => A BLIZZARD HITS THE CITY
[time] => 2002-09-11 13:22:21
[hometext] => Sometimes the obvious is overlooked. Especially when we are close to that person.
[bodytext] => The old woman nods
her head, "I can remember," was all she said; and I looked out the window at the frosted ground and flakes of snow drifting down all around. At half past the following day, "I can remember," was all she'd say her wire framed glasses slipping down her nose, and she'd doze while I studied the sidewalk; I could no longer see and ice crystals reflected sparkles at me. Three days of snow go by, with a jerk and "I can remember," I heard her cry, her white hair tightly coiled about her head and all the things she might have said probably going through her head as the snow feel down all around. On the fifth day the old lady made no sound, there was no snow falling all around on the ground; no snow from skies of gray, she lost her will to live that day. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 578 [topic] => 21 [informant] => sunflowerstar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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