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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Worshipper Of Stone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">until now<br>he refuses to tell you the object<br>of his affection</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the god that he worships<br>on top of the mountain<br>his golden possession<br>that looks at him without any affection at all</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">if only you could see it<br>it is nothing but the most common stone<br>any ordinary urchin of the street<br>picks it up and throws it at anybody </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">some bang their heads on it<br>those suicidal fools<br>others merely pass by and<br>sees it without any serious consideration at all</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=495670" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">look at him<br>he is wounded by the one he loves<br>he is scattered like dust<br>and falls upon the places that he never wanted</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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