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[sid] => 44307
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => World.
[time] => 2004-04-22 14:40:30
[hometext] => Kind of a really really disgustingly happy poem that I wrote over a year ago, but I actually really like it, it's a nice change to all the whining I do.
[bodytext] => If I ever dared to walk alone, I'd see the big blue mountains the terrors, horrors, of it all the toxic gaseous fountains I'd see death everywhere but nothing new, I'll bet but here's the thing, I'll never dare, to walk by myself yet. Even if I ran away, it wouldn't really matter because even the mountains, wretched beasts, couldn't make my dreams shatter. And even then, if they did, I still would have power I'd just look down, and all around, and see my friends as flowers. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 54 [informant] => Suz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
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