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[aid] => mick
[title] => happy birthday to me
[time] => 2009-12-19 10:06:08
[hometext] => I know we all have heard of what is said to come
[bodytext] => twelve-twenty-one, when the season of lights become fright dose it have to be this day, it has so many others to be, time to soul search all we have done yet to do, chosen few can it be you, or me, walking eyes closed tight, open before the door closes, making amends before it all ends, while time is right, change what we know, the way we are to go, my time, the day of my birth, searching make it worth days I am walking, and talking still, lights be bright for this season light, for hope will not stir, nor become a blur, tis the season of our reason, to love and become one. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 327 [topic] => 51 [informant] => longhaircg [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Event )
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