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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383683" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The walls</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Life, here in the surroundings of my white walls, <br>The walls that watch me while I pray, while I sing, <br>While I dance and work in my little room, while<br>I cry, these white walls they know my life, only <br>they cry with me or sing or pray or dance, they give<br>my life the warm feelings of hands. The colors<br>of my works the fabrics, the pen that move my hands, <br>the architect of my bones, the father, the I AM, they<br>all life in me. Life, life is my big question! , life is the <br>I AM, and the I AM is life. I gather here in my room <br>all of my works, the good, the bad and the worsse, <br>they come alive with my help. Life in these white <br>walls, pink I rather say, ' I love pink' My sink full <br>of dishes waiting to be washed, the flowers on my <br>table growing roots, the doors and windows always <br>on guard, the lamps that never cease to give me light, <br>the sofa so exhausted of my exhausting body, the tree<br>near my window poking at me, then the cry of a puppy <br>I hear it all the time. My shop my objects; they dream <br>and have their own mind, they wear the colors of life, <br>they dress up and move my soul, <br>I love how they love me back…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Elenushka+Toledo">Elenushka Toledo</a><div class=q>
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The walls that watch me while I pray, while I sing, 
While I dance and work in my little room, while
I cry, these white walls they know my life, only 
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