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[aid] => mick
[title] => Stars
[time] => 2006-07-02 11:57:55
[hometext] => I forgot how i came up with this, but anyways its more of a hippy, out there thought kinda poem, not my usual.
[bodytext] => The stars in the sky,
Become fire in my eyes,
As I look up and wonder,
How they might die,
Is it like us?
With knives and guns?
With diseases and machines,
And electrical stuns?
Or is it more simple,
Like just burning out,
Only taking a few things,
Before they turn stout?
It’s up to chance,
Not our own hands,
So enjoy you life,
Embrace this land.
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[informant] => shinji_kusa
[notes] =>
[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
[haspoll] => 0
[pollID] => 0
[score] => 5
[ratings] => 1
[editpoem] => 1
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[topicname] => abstract
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