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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Roads...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">all road must lead to you, <br>(myriad options, pretty dilemmas) <br>days are thinking days, and the hours<br>are restless too, what the body can<br>do is always a question, what those<br>mouths are on the leaves <br>and bushes, i am<br>not persuaded, the roads are<br>illusions, and they put you there, <br>as though waiting...</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">days are thinking days and nights<br>are restless creatures, <br>i am, <br>a silent pond, looking at the mirror<br>without ripples, <br>i suspend time and go into<br>deep sleep testing if<br>i can meet you inside<br>the house of dreams</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">you are not there, and all along<br>i am right.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495155" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">your arms are empty holes<br>in galaxies like ships always sailing<br>away.</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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