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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=494539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Killer Instincts Of Thoughts....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=494539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">his thoughts are like<br>tall, untamed grasses<br>no one lives there anymore<br>and everyone is <br>afraid, <br>even the dogs, they sniff<br>a story<br>of a bitch who went in there<br>and never<br>came back, alive.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=494539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the grasses are sharp like swords<br>and tricky like<br>a mad magician who kills its willing <br>subjects alive<br>and escapes in the air like a<br>whiff of <br>a sigh</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=494539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the grasses are alluring, and one white dog<br>thinking of the bone<br>and the meat of the jackal <br>one night<br>slipped in there like a thief</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=494539" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the sounds of one choked fade<br>like a denim.</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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