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[aid] => mick
[title] => Re-attached
[time] => 2004-10-04 19:26:34
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[bodytext] => I'm out driving, don't know where I'm going, I'm lost but I don't care. This is an exercise of joy, the freshness of freedom. The beauty of not you. An ode to letting go, and getting away. Sing with me!!! A wind blows, your picture floats to the ground. I think I should turn around. Once again I find the string between us is still attached. And you pull me back in. All I can do is sigh and obey. All I want is to feel freedom. So I drive away. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 48 [informant] => Sirena_Degana [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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