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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=487876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Following No Rules</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=487876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">...is like going towards a house<br>on a mountaintop <br>the trees there have<br>ripe fruits for the picking<br>lots of jack<br>fruits spreading a map<br>of smell<br>and you focus your gaze<br>and you do not know<br>which way<br>you follow a scent<br>a view<br>and you bow down<br>to a thick grass<br>finding your way in there</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=487876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">you are not lost<br>you are tired <br>the house is still there<br>the fruits are about to fall</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=487876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">no one has gone there yet<br>in your wild<br>imagination</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=487876" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">a native tells you frankly<br>sir, it is only the top of the mountain<br>nothing more</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=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a></strong></div>

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