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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Transcendental Incremental 14,15,16 beats</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The wherewithal within us all, remains a quest too far<br>If time should cease in times like these, but leave the door ajar<br>The door which guards us from ourselves, both keeping out and in<br>The doorway to the land of Elves, of pleasure and of sin</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">For therein lies the course, of course. The path to see the self<br>To poke, provoke and twist the joke we should leave on the shelf<br>As not all that derives from us, will surface as it should<br>Some sources lead to bitter seeds, not every core is good.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=410282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Lifetime's filter, out of kilter, clouding how and what we see<br>Let the door swing to and fro, revealing things I may yet be.<br>Contradictive contraband, once stowed away for fear of capture<br>Gilded over with the gloss of our internal self-made rapture.</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=Hola+Mentirosa">Hola Mentirosa</a></strong></div>

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