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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blah, Blah, Blah</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Goodbye-goodbye<br>blah, blah, blah...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In the shortness of his breath<br>all desperation was taking place</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I walk off<br>looking far into space</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The game is over<br>nobody-no one-<br>scored</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">we all lost</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Then in a notebook<br> while sitting<br>on a park bench<br> an old man jots down<br>a poem about lost youth<br> past loves and better days<br> <br> meanwhile</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=461188" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the sun crossed the sky<br> east to west<br>and the day was never seen<br> or heard from again</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=Midnights+Voice">Midnights Voice</a></strong></div>