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[Title] => The Ballad of Papa Joe
[Summary] => It’s 2 a.m.
We’re lying in bed.
Stillness all around
There’s not a sound
Except in my head.
Of happy songs, children laughing.
Kids celebrating youth,
Like it never would end.
Not long ago,
They sat on our knees.
We drew cartoons, flew to the moon,
Trimmed Christmas Trees.
But time has flown
Look how they’ve grown.
Soon she’ll be you
And soon he’ll be
Like me.
There’s no rewinding, no replay,
[DatePublished] => 2004-06-20 00:00:00
[ColumnID] => 133919
[Focus] => 0
[AuthorID] => 1697794
[AuthorName] => Ricky Lo
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We’re lying in bed.
Stillness all around
There’s not a sound
Except in my head.
Of happy songs, children laughing.
Kids celebrating youth,
Like it never would end.
Not long ago,
They sat on our knees.
We drew cartoons, flew to the moon,
Trimmed Christmas Trees.
But time has flown
Look how they’ve grown.
Soon she’ll be you
And soon he’ll be
Like me.
There’s no rewinding, no replay,
[DatePublished] => 2004-06-20 00:00:00
[ColumnID] => 133919
[Focus] => 0
[AuthorID] => 1697794
[AuthorName] => Ricky Lo
[SectionName] => Entertainment
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