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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Son's Loss-Father's Own</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Son's loss-Father's own<br> He looks at those eyes, <br> With eyes equally dry, <br> As though his son's presence in disguise, <br> Through the stony skins of the statue rise.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> So many times the hopes pendulum hath struck the hour, <br> Yet the wound hath remained like a laurel's flower, <br> How long the matoid heart can wait? <br> And how long could it remain in mantensite state? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The site of his stone built son-to him ike a halidon; <br> And his grief here for no one to reckon; <br> How much can he to his son's statue felicitate? <br> This dreadful vacuum for no one to obliterate.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=573114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> What more a father can do being a heart lazurus? <br> To whom the world and his own being seems impious!</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=Sonnet+Mondal">Sonnet Mondal</a></strong></div>

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