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[time] => 2016-04-11 12:46:48
[hometext] => This is a poem about the brief happiness that one may feel. To some it may feel that joy does not last long and could almost be considered only a part of their imagination.
[bodytext] => As flowers bloom my thoughts blossom.
Those little blossoms hold my heart on their petals tenderly as the gentle pads on an infant/'/s foot.
Like the softness of a newborns foot, my blossoms do not last forever.
As rain washes spring away my happiness goes along with it.
-Sx2
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