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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358290" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lost Spirit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hardly know who I am anymore<br>On this day when my spirit<br>Seems to be lost in the clouds-<br>The sun is trying to show its face as<br>The moon retreats behind the mountains-<br>It was forty three years ago when I lost myself-<br>Lost myself inside the world of my delusions-<br>When fate opened the door and let me into<br>This world of madness, where<br>Expressionless faces appeared and<br>Raised their voices- these voices only I could hear? <br>Now everyone is circle dancing about the sun and<br>As I would walk toward with my arms outstretched <br>Trying to become a part of this group of strangers, gracefully pirouetting, <br>While singing a tuneful melody about<br>Love, bliss, and gracefulness -feelings foreign to me-<br>Foreign to me from birth-<br>It is as if their grasps upon one another are locked, <br>Locked and keyed so that I cannot enter-<br>I have always been labeled as different-<br>Not uniquely blessed but different in <br>Some sort of maudlin and bizarre sort of way? <br>I hardly know who I am anymore-<br>I suppose I never knew, but as of now<br>I wish the sun would set below the mountaintops so that<br>The moon could rise above with the stars, <br>All of the people in the world would disappear and<br>I would be left alone, dancing to my own tune-<br>My tune about my once lost spirit being found-<br>Although the voices only I can hear are threatening, <br>At least have become familiar- but now I hear the thunder clapping, <br>Lightening brightening the now darkened sky as my spirit<br>Has become a night bird flying aimlessly about-<br>Some have said that birds have no souls and <br>Now as the rain falls in torrents I feel as if<br>My spirit has been lost forever atop the wings of this night bird, <br>Who has flown into the blackness of this mysterious night-? <br>Life is indeed a mystery to me because of my lost spirit<br>That once could have become queen of the forest and everyone has vanished, <br>I have found the solitude I have once longed for so often but it hardly matters now, <br>Because my spirit has gone astray, and<br>I hardly know who I am anymore?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Claudia+Krizay">Claudia Krizay</a><div class=q>
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On this day when my spirit
Seems to be lost in the clouds-
The sun is trying to show its face as
The moon retreats behind the mountains-
It was forty three years ago when I lost myself-
Lost myself inside the world o..."></div>
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