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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351058" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Open</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here there is nothing but open, <br>Nothing but pure space, <br>Nothing but a void of unknown.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this place the only thing that exists in the mind, <br>Is what is made true through the spirit, <br>And actions made by the body. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">In a world so empty and cold, <br>There is nothing to live for, <br>Yet at the same time nothing to die for. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here, you just are, <br>You do not live or die or believe, <br>You just are. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It’s unimaginable to the worlds that surround, <br>A figment of a child’s imagination, maybe.<br>Abandoned over the years. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe this place is the creation of a tired author, <br>Who has nothing to write, only characters without purpose, <br>No ideas left to create a solid world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A lonely widow, perhaps, <br>With no one to please or be with, <br>Only an empty house filled with empty memories.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or even a retired soldier, <br>Not wanting to live through the pain and dreams, <br>Creating a world so empty, so predictable, nothing could go wrong. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A mother who has lost their child, <br>Who goes from day to day following suit, <br>Wishing it was them instead of their baby who left the world.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The blackness of this world is unlike any other, <br>A simple world that is pure impurities, <br>Simple complexity. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like the worlds we make for ourselves to escape to, <br>When our own reality becomes more than we can handle, less than we expect, <br>A world we can slip off to silently screaming.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A bright place of darkness, <br>A never ending end to what we live everyday, <br>A single lie that we live with as if it were true. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A world that is everything and nothing, <br>Completely incomplete, <br>Written and unwritten.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Open. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>By: Bethany Maxwell <br>(c) September 29,2010</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bethany+Maxwell">Bethany Maxwell</a><div class=q>
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Nothing but pure space, 
Nothing but a void of unknown.

In this place the only thing that exists in the mind, 
Is what is made true through the spirit, 
And actions made by the body. 

In a world so empty and cold..."></div>
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