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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gloom And Doom</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when your excitement was only the strong wind from the forest<br> the ripe mangoes fall for<br>you to pick them up<br>you run for excitement, the thrill of ripe fruits falling to your hands</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when your sadness was only about a failing grade<br>on a math quiz</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when your happiness was the carabao ride<br>from your nipa hut to the public school</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when your sweet face was kissed by your mama<br>your hair caressed by a friend<br>simple memories </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when your escape was the plunge in the river<br>with your naked friends</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>it was when your conversations are about fairies and princesses<br>and frogs and lost shoes</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>it was when the coolness was the thick grasses spreading<br>on the plains</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">it was when joy was the playing and bathing under the rain<br>on the month of November</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">now these changes have made things more complicated<br>people are hard to deal with and<br>a self that is deeper, darker<br>and difficult to really understand</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">now there are more severances, dreams that do not come true<br>failures keep coming, alienation of the self, the soul from the body</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">reverses, and uncertainties, longer nights, <br>without the stars, <br>a moon covered by thick clouds, <br>the heavy rain promising another big flood</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">gloomy crystal balls, smokes of fire, and <br>misfortunes of the mind</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=488346" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">that earthquake is not the last.<br>when will this bad karma ever end?</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>