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[aid] => mick
[title] => Shiver
[time] => 2004-10-03 15:17:20
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[bodytext] => As I sit in this haven called home, A shiver runs through my old weary bones. It is not from weather cold. It is from a feeling way down in my soul. It's from a tired old mine. That keeps me going back in time. A by gone day when in my youth I from home was shipped away. To a foreign land where part of my heart and mind did stay. On foreign soil my blood did spill. Mixing with others in rice paddies, upon many a hill. A war fought by boys, girls, fathers and especially mothers. Do you think the politicians are walking the floor tonight? No only my brothers. Each one with red eyes and bones that shiver. Thinking about the delta, highland or a river. Fleeting thought of people, places and things. Making tired old eyes, and minds, shiver as we remember through our minds thoughts do ring....................... Andy Williams ( Casper ) 173rd.Airborne [comments] => 3 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 57 [informant] => twisterchaser [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => war )
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