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[aid] => mick
[title] => Reflections
[time] => 2004-04-23 03:56:49
[hometext] => I was trying to sleep one night in 1995 and I knew I wouldn't be able to until I got these words on paper.
[bodytext] => Maybe all the things we've said are drifting as they're floating around and around bouncing off the sides of objects never really there Maybe all the words we've spoken are twirling as they're swirling through the minds of each and everyone, sifting slowly through the fingers of the hands of time Maybe every sound we've uttered bounces through the nothingness as it drifts across the universe to a world far, far away and echoes of the past are the only sounds we hear today [comments] => 2 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => amalyna [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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