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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'Do not look back! <br>need I remind<br>you? ' warned<br>the angel, ahead.<br>'Alright, ' panted Lot, <br>'I'm trying. I'm trying<br>to do what you said-'<br>while the town behind him burned; </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But he wanted to be sure<br>his daughters complied: <br>one covered her face with her veil; <br>the other tied <br>a sash around her eyes<br>and limped along; <br>only his ditz of a wife<br>dallied and turned.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">'No sir, you needn't remind me', <br>he muttered, under his breath.<br>How he had tried<br>to save the cities-! <br>but good men are hard to find: <br>no matter how he bid <br>that was God's condition<br>to spare the town from death and, um, perdition.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=463762" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">So they fled-<br>never knowing, never looking 'round<br>despite the awful, soughing sound<br>that left the town a city of the dead, <br>and never quit, but travelled day and night<br>until the first streak of golden light; <br>when, stopped to rest beneath a tamarind tree, <br>where once were four, he counted only three.</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=Morgan+Michaels">Morgan Michaels</a></strong></div>