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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Album</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">My father is dead.<br>I who am look at him<br>who is not, as once he<br>went looking for me<br>in the woman who was.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">There are pictures<br>of the two of them, no <br>need of a third, hand<br>in hand, hearts willing<br>to be one but not three.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">What does it mean<br>life? I am here I am<br>there. Look! Suddenly<br>the young tool in their hands<br>for hurting one another.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And the camera says:<br>Smile; there is no wound<br>time gives that is not bandaged<br>by time. And so they do the <br>three of them at me who weep.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=509893" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>Submitted by Andrew Mayers</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=Ronald+Stuart+Thomas">Ronald Stuart Thomas</a></strong></div>

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