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[aid] => mick
[title] => Failure
[time] => 2006-05-30 16:25:25
[hometext] => Thoughts on exam results to come
[bodytext] => It’s never been easy, living up to this The grades, the books: A parent’s bliss A chat with friends, a messy room Breaking down one Sunday afternoon Sharpened pencils, dark blue ink A special place to sit and think No doubts allowed, no ‘I can’ts’ Because this it is, your one last chance And if it fails and you do too I swear to God you’ll regret it soon Hopes dashed, no UK And I don’t have that kind of money, okay? So you do well and study hard We await the card And now with shaking hands he holds The soggy envelope my future foretold And as the rain poured down outside he sighed And I died just a little bit inside [comments] => 1 [counter] => 225 [topic] => 67 [informant] => angryhippylibral [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => schoolproblems )
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