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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fengshui</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">there are some places<br>that inspire forlorness<br>a coldness that reminds<br>me of a patch of old snow<br>nobody has stepped on<br>but has turned yellow, <br>collecting grime <br>from polluted wind<br>there are some places<br>that has dirty fengshui<br>the land of which luck<br>spreads out like a man's body<br>the land that rests on a luck head<br>collects all the fortune<br>the part that rests on the bottom<br>that expels filth<br>collects all the grime, muck, <br>you go into the pit of misfortune</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>inspired by</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=422756" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A Patch of Old Snow<br>There's a patch of old snow in a corner<br>That I should have guessed<br>Was a blow-away paper the rain<br>Had brought to rest.<br>It is speckled with grime as if<br>Small print overspread it, <br>The news of a day I've forgotten -<br>If I ever read it. <br>Robert Frost</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=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a></strong></div>