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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pinch</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i look at my face wrinkles are being drawn like a plow making furroughs<br>on the ricefield, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">wrinkles, i am getting wrinkles, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i look at my arms and i touch it, they are loose now, like some clothes<br>hanging loosely in my body, emaciated by lack of nutrition, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i look at my hear, i open it like a pettry cash box, i see some scars<br>and some loose coins for change, i like to break it open and leave<br>it that way, i am saddened by this</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">emptiness, this pain, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i stand now in the mirror with a picture on hand of my youth</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i look many times finding how <br>time drenched me with old age, my hands beginning to tremble my <br>mind forgetting more and more of those memories of my youth, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i refresh myself, i get this clip and pinch myself, i remember</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i am still alive, and that is luck enough, a friend of mine just died today, <br>cardian arrest, <br>and i am trying to do some little thinking, what if i will be next? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">i am finite, i pinch myself some more, some more, some more.....</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=492020" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">till i turn blue, till i bleed, who cares?</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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