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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=361741" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Asking Myself Why</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sat down to write a letter <br>to an old friend of mine, <br>someone I had not seen <br>for thirty or forty years. <br>Only realizing as I put pen to paper <br>how the years had flown by, <br>though it only seem like yesterday <br>we had met on the street <br>and had a long chat together. <br>I realized then to my regret <br>that I did not know if <br>they were alive or dead. <br>If they were gone, <br>yet another thread to my past <br>had disappeared forever. <br>A curtain of sadness fell over me <br>as my memories re-enacted <br>moments from so long ago, <br>moments that will never return. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">My pen hovered above the paper <br>and no words could I write <br>as my mind clouded with memories <br>of friends I had let go. <br>It's so easy to say see you later, <br>when half the time we never do. <br>Then comes today like now <br>and you realise there maybe no later. <br>Those friends of yesterday maybe gone <br>and only reside within your memories. <br>Tears glazed my eyes <br>and I gave a silent sigh. <br>I wondered how may more times <br>will I ask myself why <br>in the passing of time. <br>Why I just sat and let them go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0">25 February 2012</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a><div class=q>
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to an old friend of mine, 
someone I had not seen 
for thirty or forty years. 
Only realizing as I put pen to paper 
how the years had flown by, 
though it only seem like yesterday 
we had met on the street 
and had a..."></div>
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