<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365283" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Deaths Projections</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the heavens change, stars re arrange themselves<br>Upon the blanket sky. From the hollows of the mountain comes <br>The herald of Our Mother, tears frozen in her eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The destruction of Eden<br>Is the deconstruction of the soul<br>Without our mother natures nurture<br>How can we ever come to grow? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’m not here to represent<br>That which has already been presented<br>In the form of Our Lady the Earth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Eden weaves the summer leaves<br>As brothers green breathe in life anew.<br>Summers gone, the Autumn come<br>There’re no more skies of mellow blue.<br>With Winter comes crisp virgin snow<br>Capping the valleys height. <br>Summers gone, it’s been too long<br>It’s still so far out of sight.<br>From deaths projections bend the expectations<br>Of a shadow shifting in moods.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The greatest irony man has ever known is to deny his creation <br>By use of a will that hath grown as it hath flourished through the years.</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> <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=365283" data-title="Deaths Projections de David Lacey" data-description="When the heavens change, stars re arrange themselves Upon the blanket sky. From the hollows of the mountain comes The herald of Our Mother, tears frozen in her eyes. The destruction of Eden Is the deconstruction of the soul Without our mother na..."></div> </div> </div>

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