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[sid] => 42862
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => real
[time] => 2004-04-12 08:59:52
[hometext] => of a number of things, a good friend i miss so much, the rest she gave me, and my isolation
[bodytext] => As I stumble blindly through my world, I find something real Its touch so warm and pleasant, its presence comforting But time passes and I must leave it Now embedded in my heart it tears away In agony and misery I lie silently Cold again, I slowly start to move again Blindly searching for something real Every now and then I will see it and run for it, only to loose it again Come back to me again, so real. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 16 [informant] => Insomnia_InfiniteSadness [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FriendshipPoetry )
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