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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Through Expression Of The Feeling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The time has come to adorn the mask of true dreaming <br>And to rise against the odds, against the tide and to know <br>All there is that lies beneath the porcelain desert snow. <br>This last night I danced, naked with the nymphs of a moonlit lake, <br>Wild and frenzied in circles, chanting, entrancing and calling <br>On elder gods to join, to hold my hand and to turn circles in the sand. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No music is there upon the air as unspoken harmonies cling within <br>The memories of delicate winged girls and softly spoken come those <br>Tender words that sooth so my aching soul, Dance with me I’ll make you whole. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Through expression of the feeling <br>Through redefining what it is to be real <br>We can together find a way throughout the shades, <br>Into fields of easy grazing, still half crazed at the wonder <br>And amazement that follows every breath. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>A thousand lives worth lived I’d give to hold the silver moon <br>As a thousand dreams of decadence stir emotional monsoon. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Which memories are to survive submergence? <br>Which are to resurrect themselves as ghosts of finer pasts? <br>Woven with intent on destiny, <br>Will we last the rising of the rivers banks? <br>Who will we thank when our cities disappear beneath the waves? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=365577" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The story retold in a change of time. <br>A story yours just as it’s mine. <br>And as the purple journey leads my mind <br>I find myself less hard to find.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</a></strong></div>

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