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[aid] => mick
[title] => What the Fingers Touch
[time] => 2005-06-03 17:47:07
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[bodytext] => Curves in a smiling face, a mouth that smokes way too much, censored things that twitch with joy, are memories of what the fingers touch, Wounds are healed by hindsight band-aids, all is forgotten as the present fades into a swirling pot of past events. The slight touches and pleasant scents blend with the heartbreak and the letters sent, untill I forget why it is I went. Half felt tears of a last good cry, a wetness that that comes at such a moment as the last good bye, are memories of what the fingers touch. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 52 [informant] => CodyJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => goodbyepoetry )
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