<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346453" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Find me a Milk...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh! lips that wait the taste of every growth<br>haul the strength that close to weak, await<br>until the fierce of death shadow the palm that<br>close, for dine is the end that witness to lose</div><div style="margin:10px 0">footprints always mark the navel path, like <br>chariot that run ready to fight; thou bladed <br>spears hunted the warrior arms while the wheel<br>hold the sworn that cut, hail on capture blood, <br>clashes that never win and tossed the flame of<br>death return</div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh! precious soul reborn, blade me to be born...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Antonio+Liao">Antonio Liao</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346453" data-title="Find me a Milk... de Antonio Liao" data-description="oh! lips that wait the taste of every growth haul the strength that close to weak, await until the fierce of death shadow the palm that close, for dine is the end that witness to lose footprints always mark the navel path, like chariot that run ..."></div> </div> </div>

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