<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363555" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Suspended On A Cobweb</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The Merry-go-round we call life <br>revolves around us everyday, <br>from the alarm bells <br>that summon us for work <br>until the moonbeams dance across our bed <br>beckoning us with its call to sleep. <br>Each day that passes <br>brings us closer to our destiny, <br>the day when we can rest our mortal coil <br>drifting off into an endless sleep. <br>Our lives are but a mere spec <br>suspended on a cobweb <br>tossed to and fro by fate <br>with the promise of eternity <br>beyond heaven’s golden gate.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">14 September 2008</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363555" data-title="Suspended On A Cobweb de David Harris" data-description="The Merry-go-round we call life revolves around us everyday, from the alarm bells that summon us for work until the moonbeams dance across our bed beckoning us with its call to sleep. Each day that passes brings us closer to our destiny, t..."></div> </div> </div>

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