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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Times</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were many times... and<br>I lived there...<br>There were many times, that I could not believe...<br>That such violence... and such abuse's... ever exisited...<br>But never-the-less... they were my times...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were many...many times... And I lived them all<br>So this is my time of acknowledgement<br>And yes there were many times...<br>That, I wished those other times...had never exisited</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there were many times...that experience would whisper<br>and shout...<br>That the time would come...that these things would be<br>witnessed<br>And so this is one of those times...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I tell my family that I do not enjoy...<br>The times of these denile arguments...<br>Nor the time nor the necessity...of this conflict...<br>That those time's had created...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet that was the times...in which I lived...<br>And that I was raised for...<br>OH... I do not fight that it existed<br>Nor do I fight that time...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But today I can honestly say<br>That those times, awakend with-in me away...<br>That those times prepared me for a way to resist it...<br>To change it...<br>To survive it...<br>To abandon it...<br>And so here today I take time...<br>To ponder... to give thanks...<br>For such a magnificent gift... a majestic blessing like this...<br>Could never have been had..<br>Had I not lived in those times....</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So to whom ever read this, to whom ever wants to </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Improve with love those moments, <br>Don't let them pass you by<br>Love while the sun is radaint<br>For time and life does draw nigh</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We cannot bid sunshine<br>To lenghten out our days<br>Nor can we ask age-ing time<br>To ever stay away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let love guide your actions<br>And remember be honest to your heart<br>And then Love...will always be with you<br>And then love will allways help im-part</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So improve every love moment<br>In this your family may secure<br>For love brings happiness<br>So rich and joys so pure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let love guide your actions<br>And remember<br>Be honest to your heart<br>For love is always with you<br>And it stops the tears<br>Even inside a broken heart................<br> <br>So I say help that man<br>Your friends, a sister, a brother..<br>It matters only what's in your heart...<br>It matters only the strings of love<br>Play them on your harp<br>For love will bind every a broken heart...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Clyde+Bryson">Clyde Bryson</a><div class=q>
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