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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365152" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Action Reaction Consequence Guilt</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The dryer turns a tumbleweed churn<br>As we ponder the realm<br>Of midnight oils bubbling, blurring<br>In the cascade of rainbows glamour fading.<br>Here we are left<br>Wondering what it is we have learnt from the experience.<br>Have we learnt to appreciate the moment in the present’s presence.<br>Are we to be left upon the shelf with no defenses, helpless? <br>Or are we forever to drift inside the river or our knowing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My form aches from exposure to the eye, the void of the sun unfolding.<br>Can you see the stars in her eyes, Can you see you the story untold<br>Beyond the page, beyond the end of demonic manifestations raging Forth bold from the ether, scattering tribes, bribing in temptation<br>Selling enslavement in the guise of redemption<br>Empty threats for empty minds<br>You have your fun I'll have mine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Action Reaction Consequence Guilt<br>Each a wall I've built up a round my soul<br>Each a wall that makes me whole.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remember the girl of checkered fabrics<br>Waving goodbye sweet dreams forever to skies<br>Of blue, Sinking blissful in slumber <br>Into a blanket of morning dew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here I am left wishing wasted, <br>Here I am running to be chased.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Escape beyond the reason you find upon the mantel ticking over, <br>Picking no tone from another in endless clockwork symmetry, <br>Seek a reason beyond the bowl the elders say<br>What’s meant to be won't pass you by they say</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As she comes running fast headstrong alike the last rays of the setting sun<br>Dying as the race is run only to come together when the morn hath sprung<br>Win me love a love is won, Sing a song beneath the sun<br>Swallowed into dream time, sanctuary from this blue of mine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The deepest blue I've known</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lacey">David Lacey</a><div class=q>
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Of midnight oils bubbling, blurring
In the cascade of rainbows glamour fading.
Here we are left
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