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[title] => Dirty Mirrors and Childish Things
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[bodytext] => If Nostalgia Had Dreams They would be of forever The round world The starry sky The summer nights The friendships At some point the memories are nothing but sentiment And bitterness seeps in Clinging to the deep ravine Forged by our own tears and broken hearts Make believe... it both pained me and kept me breathing Now it has dulled and been left behind The hardest part, was letting go of that innocent part of myself The journey of accepting my imperfect self But, we get along so well... Oh, to be young again [comments] => 1 [counter] => 76 [topic] => 44 [informant] => Odessa19 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Nostalgic )
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