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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=363715" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>There Are No Returns</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As children, we shared each other’s games, <br>and grew up thinking we would never change.<br>At eighteen duty called to go to a far off place, <br>we said we’d always wait for each other, <br>no matter how long, we would have to wait.<br>The year turned into five, before I came home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Things had changed, someone else you had found, <br>while my life was moulded to, and I saw a different you. <br>The carefree life we both had, <br>disappeared as the years came round, <br>our goals were now different bound, <br>and too many things had passed before our eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I smiled sweetly when I saw you; <br>your smile back was just as sweet. <br>He stood at your arm to let the world know, <br>you were spoken for, not free anymore. <br>I just nodded as I passed on by, <br>and you could not see the tears leak from my eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">War is not a beautiful thing, <br>with heroes in a Hollywood show. <br>It makes men age each day, <br>their eyes will testify, how I know. <br>The youthful zest no longer smiles, <br>only the old man’s sorrowing soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They come back a broken person, <br>whose lives have been altered so. <br>They come home only to find, <br>the old life has been robbed as well, <br>that old torches they used to carry, <br>are gone from them as well.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I moved on hoping never to return, <br>saying I’ll keep in touch, but will never do.<br>Like a nomad, I begin my endless trek, <br>as I want to get away from here and you. <br>More years pass on the way; <br>I find someone and settle down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then comes a letter to say you are free, <br>will I come and see, <br>but I look around at all I’ve got, <br>my life that on a solid rock stands, <br>but the calling is so great, <br>I have to go back to where I’ve been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the station, I see your face, <br>time has hurt you so, <br>worse that the war hurt me, <br>but I just had to know. <br>I smile, but it is only a courtesy call, <br>I’ve got a new life elsewhere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We talk about the old times, <br>long before I went away. <br>You know it’s not the same between us, <br>that soon I’ll be on my way. <br>You’ve been hurt the way I was once, <br>but you also know, that I can’t stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The day goes on and we reminisce, <br>we smile and laugh about the days we miss. <br>Soon the train is in the station; <br>our hands linger to the touch. <br>I have a new life now; we will never be the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She stands there with our son, <br>with open beckoning arms; <br>we rush to meet each other, <br>our bodies held in an embrace. <br>She asks how things went; <br>I smile and simply say, there are no returns.</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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and grew up thinking we would never change.
At eighteen duty called to go to a far off place, 
we said we’d always wait for each other, 
no matter how long, we would have to wait.
The year turned int..."></div>
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