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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468131" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thrilled By The Cold</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468131" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I have thrilled, past was present, we were stock-still, <br>Stoic people were like us, rather longer in health; <br>But we were still like the ice in stillness, <br>Stiffly sticking to the air, of bad warmth.<br>I have mounted on a mountainous mule, <br>A mule of worth, such a donkey for me, <br>This trail leads south where the river arrives, <br>We cross a bridge too well, we are this mountain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=468131" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I am losing more men, and we are now again still, <br>Stigmatized by the cold, and the flu had arrived.<br>My mighty river so bold, was against me for a long time, <br>Rivers attached to my writing were indeed mighty.<br>Bad warmth was the ritualistic belief, <br>A little cold does no good, I am not thrilled!</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=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</a></strong></div>