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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Friday Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">To this point in time the ride had been rough<br>But the demand on posture to counter the motion would be forgotten<br>As  impatience fermented  foretaste</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We took the detour,  <br>Passed crisp, transparent slopes<br>Where mostly water fell into man made lakes<br>And the now distant mountains, with their treacherous descent  would become <br>Embellished with a layer of illusory snow<br> <br>At last we could switch off the  noisy engine<br>And recline in our cerebral comfort<br>Intentionally stalling, windows fogging, distorting and enhancing the views.<br>Tunes  shared through the muffled transmission of inarticulate hosts</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=521847" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Maybe a fools paradise from a wiser angle<br>We didn't care! This place was familiar and easily accessible.<br>But we knew if we did not leave before darkness fell we could not return  home safely from here.<br> </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=Stevie+Taite">Stevie Taite</a></strong></div>

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