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[aid] => mick
[title] => thrill ride
[time] => 2004-03-03 17:35:23
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[bodytext] => too pretty i said as i looked at him no other as fine nothing compares strangely uncompromising stubborness instilled blood in his veins temperature rising boiled the coffee and called it breakfast is this a test, i wondered out loud he had nothing to say for the rest of the day i ventured leaning out the window wind in my hair half blind i saw the ripples of air pebbles flying out from under the wheels he found pleasure in thrill rides and my face was dirty when he finally had something to say [comments] => 3 [counter] => 275 [topic] => 2 [informant] => merry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 12 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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