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[aid] => mick
[title] => wait
[time] => 2009-11-09 01:43:06
[hometext] => Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.~ Kahlil Gibran
[bodytext] => for nothing palmed kiss empty in my pocket good grace abandoned spellbinder lost mean what I matter between then and now what was wanted and who not thrown rainbows over behind a tuneless dance tiptoes my feet. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 73 [informant] => ming [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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