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[aid] => mick
[title] => as the soft wind blows
[time] => 2009-01-03 08:00:30
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[bodytext] => On the side of a hill
By where the river flows
I dream of her face
As the soft wind blows
I gaze at the sky
My mind not quite clear
I hear her voice call
Look up, no one here
I lay down to sleep
I see her by the door
I’m loosing my mind
As it haunts even more
Every day on the hill
By where the river flows
I cry for her touch
As the soft wind blows
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