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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520829" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Exchange</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520829" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">With nothing left to lose<br>I went high and far into nameless<br>Mountains, climbing a high hill, <br>And, exhausted, fell asleep in a lush park.<br>I awoke enveloped in a kind of mist<br>That somehow spoke in my head: <br>'I want what you have: bones, <br>Manly muscles, blood and pliant gravity.<br>'You want what I have: flight, freedom and eternal life.<br>'Say the word and we can switch.'<br>Barely considering an answer, I spoke into the fog, agreeing 'yes' to it.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=520829" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Now for sixty years and more I have<br>Swirled among spires in canyons, <br>Overlapped evergreen forests, hugged<br>Lush parks, at times frightening campers.<br>Then you came along, <br>Strumming a guitar that caught my fancy.<br>I saw your beaded hair and your fashion glasses and<br>Your shapely female form; <br>I enveloped you: <br>I whispered into your ear: <br>'I have a proposition to make.'</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=Stan+Petrovich">Stan Petrovich</a></strong></div>

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