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[aid] => mick
[title] => Time to Retire
[time] => 2017-11-25 14:14:31
[hometext] => Standing in the crossroads.
[bodytext] => What shall I do when nobody needs me?
Nobody listens, nobody heeds me?
With no one to rally, and no one to praise?
Out in my pasture, left here to graze.
No battles to fight; no goals to achieve;
What will I do when its time that I leave?
When I am gone my desk will be foraged,
My projects boxed up and taken to storage.
Others will come in place of myself;
All that I was will be left on a shelf.
Do what you can, while you can, lest you rust;
Those who cannot are gathering dust.
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[informant] => softerware
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[alanguage] => english
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[topicname] => Nostalgic
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