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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358370" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Great Escape</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Although the songs the birds sing are<br>Melodious and benign and<br>Locusts joyfully repeat their summer's tune-<br>Leaves upon the trees are emerald and their limbs reach for the sky-<br>The grass has never been greener- and<br>Clouds contrast with the oceanic blueness of the sky- Even though<br>Summer would be the favorite time of year for so many people, <br>At this time this world has become a foreign and terrifying place to me.<br>My mind has been lost in the clouds, <br>Not within the fair clouds that decorate the sky, but<br>Within the ashen and sallow clouds of hell-<br>From the window of the vault that contains me<br>I can see people seemingly worshiping the sun, <br>However, to me the rays of the sun are somewhat blinding, if not otherwise<br>Brightening all that is terrifying to see-<br>Cars racing raucously down the streets without a care- and shining upon<br>All of the people who would wish me none but harm-<br>If I were to step outside in this moment-<br>The sun would sear my flesh and its rays would invade my mind in<br>A devastating and intrusive sort of way-<br>People would follow behind me mocking me and<br>Attempting to rob me of my thoughts as their eyes penetrate mine in<br>A criminal and invasive manner-<br>The songs the birds sing are indeed benign and sweetly melodious as<br>Locusts continue to hum their tune- these sounds are placating as<br>Are the sight of the grass, trees and the cobalt blue sky-<br>But somewhere along my journey through this life, <br>I was robbed of my own place in this world, as well as some have told me<br>I was deprived of my sanity-<br>If I could become one of these birds and lift my wings to fly away<br>High above to lose myself inside the beautiful clouds in the sky and to <br>Abandon the ashen clouds of hell- perhaps in the sky I would find another world there-<br>A world suited for me alone- I could still hear the birds and the locusts- <br>Chanting their tunes with the angels, unaware of the world below -as<br>My eyes would be blinded to people looking upward toward the sky.<br>The loss of my sanity would become a blessing because it would mean<br>I have finally found a place devoid of all harm and infringement because<br>When I lose myself inside the world of my thoughts and dreams, <br>The real world which is filled with evil, lack of compassion and cruelty<br>Totally disappears and I can be content as I have finally found freedom from fear…</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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Locusts joyfully repeat their summer's tune-
Leaves upon the trees are emerald and their limbs reach for the sky-
The grass has never been greener- and
Clouds contrast with the oceanic..."></div>
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