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[aid] => mick
[title] => Demons with Angles
[time] => 2015-05-04 21:22:46
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[bodytext] => Dark is the night that holds all the pain
the bright stars shine no more
the wind howls through the trees
Dark is the night that holds all the pain
Brights is the day that holds all the joy
The golden sun shining bright
The trees swaying gently in the breeze
Bright is the day that holds all the joy
The demons come out at night
The Angles come out in the day
Never being able to hide
Always staying the same
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