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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346529" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hula-Hoop Dream</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">moving on, <br>makes better as bits of <br>piece of yesteryears fade away <br>in the sight of every<br>bubble touches<br>in the air; and<br>let the hand-swabbing of the moist <br>cleanse the dirt’s of unspoken<br>pain of nowhere to settle<br>in avenue of every <br>dream</div><div style="margin:10px 0">surge comes in the interest<br>of defying entity<br>of the moving heart, nothing lifts, <br>but a genuine pasture<br>of fertile vision of hope to<br>a sitting night of call of solitude and tranquility<br>I gallantly I<br>do pray</div><div style="margin:10px 0">oh! loose lips, <br>get easily crush in cruel tree, <br>the ears have something<br>to make it easy, <br>ride on the wave of stable truth, <br>for the future will<br>embrace what the heart desire; leave the ground <br>of fantasy, nay<br>jump the hump in your teary face; <br>smooth check carried away by tears <br>of what joy may brings in your delicate soul, <br>you stay</div><div style="margin:10px 0">facelift and groom <br>each high way, a switching station refuel the<br>running home, of wish to flee …..</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>
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makes better as bits of 
piece of yesteryears fade away 
in the sight of every
bubble touches
in the air; and
let the hand-swabbing of the moist 
cleanse the dirt’s of unspoken
pain of nowhere to settle
in avenue of every 
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