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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>this Sunday</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">this Sunday i will be with Tony<br>my cousin with one arm left, <br>a machine ate his left arm, <br>his wife left him and his only son<br>does not recognize him anymore, </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">oh, it's a sad story, and it's <br>pity in real action, but i let him<br>express himself, <br>he is a good mountain<br>walker.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">this Sunday, we agreed on a trek<br>in Tabon, where the trees are still trees.<br>The path is narrow, and <br>the grasses are taller.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">we do not hunt for birds, <br>we simply watch them.<br>we do not speak that much<br>we agreed to simply listen</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">the sound of the forest wind<br>the shadows of the hills cast by the setting sun<br>the mud on our feet<br>the sweat on our brows</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">at night, when we are all alone<br>we begin to tell our stories again<br>those where wives are not interested to listen<br>those which do not make husbands cry</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">over a cup of hot coffee<br>i recite a sad poem that i have not the courage to write for once.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">now it is not about love<br>it is more about death and revenge</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=496003" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Tony will like it.</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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