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[sid] => 42389
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Fairy Tales Voice
[time] => 2004-04-08 20:42:04
[hometext] => -for lindsey-
[bodytext] => the wind picks up my spirit when i'm with the gold tells me things i have never dreamed to be told gives me a whole new reason to think bold yet the yellow chances from black thoughts are so hard to take hold my mind is clouded, i must sift through the gray gotta wait for that perfect blue day maybe when i'm not so sedated by a fairy tales presence or so perfectly high by your incense you may not understand this insanity we will speak for we are mentally superior and spiritually meek yet my happiness has never came by choice just from the pure beauty of your lost voice [comments] => 0 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 55 [informant] => valek [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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