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[aid] => mick
[title] => Good Mornings
[time] => 2004-09-02 14:24:42
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[bodytext] => The phobia was growing stronger, i wanted to go outdoors no longer. i felt hated and different, and i didnt know what it meant... to be me. As i sat clock marching by.. dont be late gotta try, thought of walking up that hill. when suddenly my mind came still with a whisperd tone... I heard these words apon my ear, instantly i had no fear. the words said loud and strong and clear, walk with me for i am here. Take my hand lets walk together, lets laugh lets talk,enjoy the weather. i agreed and off we went spirit and i, smiling our good mornings to all the passers by. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 61 [informant] => x_midnight_x [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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