<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=377680" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jita</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh my sweet Jita! <br>Think of your four years in prison then, <br>Then you will still learn more about life.<br>Think of the problems around youtoday and, <br>Of your expereinces in the prison; <br>For we are all in chains in this world! ! <br>But the wind blows to where it will and<br>No one knows where the wind comes from.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Kofi+Louis">Edward Kofi Louis</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=377680" data-title="Jita de Edward Kofi Louis" data-description="Oh my sweet Jita! Think of your four years in prison then, Then you will still learn more about life. Think of the problems around youtoday and, Of your expereinces in the prison; For we are all in chains in this world! ! But the wind blows t..."></div> </div> </div>

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