<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348574" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>O</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Old women look intently at Nothing when the doctor <br> announces a cancer, dark fruit, under the <br> shrunk left breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Girls' hands hold Nothing when the train sucks their <br> men from the platform and scoops them down the <br> slipway of rail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing beats in deafened ears on the empty and <br> godless altars of mountain tops.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing is the final strength of the strong: the <br> last poison on the crumpling lips of the weak.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Submitted by Stephen Fryer</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Arthur+Seymour+John+Tessimond">Arthur Seymour John Tessimond</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=348574" data-title="O de Arthur Seymour John Tessimond" data-description="Old women look intently at Nothing when the doctor announces a cancer, dark fruit, under the shrunk left breast. Girls' hands hold Nothing when the train sucks their men from the platform and scoops them down the slipway of rail. Nothing..."></div> </div> </div>

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