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[aid] => mick
[title] => In My Mind
[time] => 2006-09-15 18:12:41
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[bodytext] => Into my mind, I think of a cold New autumn morning, When the dew clings firmly on The meadow.. In the early morning when the Air is crispy cold and kissing Your cheek with a little nip, As the wind, silently caress Your face.. With a sweet gentle, touch The dewdrops seemed to drip Down side the windowsill Slowly finding its way to it’s Destination As the sun, gently rise to start A new day.. On a cold frosty morning, as the Dew weights heavy on the Meadow.. The meadow gracefully sways In tune with the wind.. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 27 [informant] => honey56 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
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