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[sid] => 68630
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => day and night
[time] => 2004-10-24 02:33:15
[hometext] => i just did not know what to do so I wrote a little poem...
[bodytext] => The cocking sound in the morning its bright and white clear dew was there a few But the clouds passed and passed, again and again until day got overcomed by night It became a killing-light. But the day couldn't stop mourning until a morning-idea it gave night a frightening fear. The clouds passed and passed, again and again until night got overcomed by light And it became a killing-night. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 555 [topic] => 43 [informant] => 03614 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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