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[sid] => 118506
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Dieing Old Bird:
[time] => 2006-04-17 17:50:14
[hometext] => we have life so let's enjoy while we live:
[bodytext] => Song of a dieing old bird song not spoken song not heard song she sing flying this world her wing now lay still by her side no longer flapping through the sky. she use to fly high and wide as she take her last leap to the sky deep breath the song she sung "am not dieing yet i think" now let me take my last drink from the river were i began. o this world i will miss the food ,the water and the fish. flying above all of this is somethings i will truly miss. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 215 [topic] => 27 [informant] => RICHARD_CAMPBELL [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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