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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=514697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From The Cherry Blossoms</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=514697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Not asking, was most difficult, from<br>the magma, to send a hot spring. It was<br>a classical translation of the pain in winter<br>of human spell, in a temple festival.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=514697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The space widens between us, between<br>our thighs and absences, while studing<br>the red roof of the landscape, where blood<br>had dripped from the cherry blossoms.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=514697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I say to mother earth, where the border<br>begins between your breasts and foeticide.<br>Warriors were becoming monks or priests<br>were learning the art to kill.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=514697" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">This road is not going anywhere.<br>The interval between matter and time<br>links to movement of grief. The ahead<br>is tomorrow under siege. Sun is refusing<br>to melt the snow on mountains.</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=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</a></strong></div>

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