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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=364261" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>For Shrill The Piper Plays His Tune</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When thoughts are idle wanderings<br>Words tumbled round and round<br>When feelings they turn inwardly<br>Still I hear the piper's sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When happiness is broken<br>And the Kings and Queens are gone<br>The piper's tune keeps playing<br>And I hear his victory song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For even when awoken <br>From the sleepiness of time<br>There's a distant music playing<br>Heard clear within my mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For shrill the piper plays his tune<br>That beckons every day<br>And when his tune is full played out<br>He carries us away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No-one has seen this piper man<br>And no-one has seen him play<br>But we all can hear his mournfulness<br>And fear for what he'll say<br>No folds of fathered cornfields <br>And no breaking of the bread<br>The piper's tune keeps playing<br>With his words as yet unsaid.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For shrill the piper plays his tune<br>That beckons every day<br>And when his tune is full played out<br>He carries us away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We can all hear if we but try<br>The piper's song so sweet<br>The musings and meanderings<br>Of souls lost whole complete<br>No piper plays before we're born<br>Before we touch the earth<br>The piper's tunes they all begin<br>From the moment of our birth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For shrill the piper plays his tune<br>Like happiness disease'd<br>And all the notes that he plays out<br>Are our moments ill at ease.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Not one of us pays him to play<br>Nor gives him any score<br>For every note that he blows out<br>Is fully paid before<br>We entertain our wanderings<br>And confusion in the mind<br>For the piper's very soul turns out<br>To be both yours and mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For shrill the piper plays his tune<br>That beckons every day<br>And when his tune is full played out<br>He carries us away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Keig">David Keig</a><div class=q>
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Words tumbled round and round
When feelings they turn inwardly
Still I hear the piper's sound.

When happiness is broken
And the Kings and Queens are gone
The piper's tune keeps playing
And I hear his victory song..."></div>
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