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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=383693" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Woe</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The persistent of death invited me many times, <br>it was like sweet invisible mist, suggesting <br>passages and fake structures of beautiful<br>sights. I becoming so vain, giving life to <br>death, never knew where it begin, A wreck <br>of inevitable escape, the overwhelming <br>meadows to cross in pass, the shroud ready <br>spread, on fields of stone and cultivated land. <br>To attain through wind and waves, to the higher <br>of deep desires in my heart, of the vast sea of <br>death coming through, maybe in a hum coming <br>slowly beneath the walls in through my kitchen <br>sink or coming in forms of light. Not even the <br>cold howling of wolves can measure the <br>shivers to my soul. A slow call whisper while <br>i sleep, and waking my brain from a restful <br>state, yes is the evil in the air calling, invading <br>my house, i declaring and pushing him out, <br>I could not think of beautiful things, <br>like intoxicating sense of blossom peach or <br>fragments of delight snowdrift, like snow cones <br>of cherries and vanilla flavor. All these false life's, <br>coming in all directions, and resurrections roaming <br>in my door. I keep crossing meadows of stones, <br>year by year, and growing old, wishing to find a <br>wide estuaries that takes me to immense rivers, <br>for i swim across, little by little finding new land, <br>waiting for my drifted soul, reaching for healing <br>of my deadly flesh, not really dead, but wanting to be, <br>because flesh is not really alive but dead from sin, <br>by the darkness that follows every step <br>of the way, trying to murder the good spirit in me.</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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it was like sweet invisible mist, suggesting 
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sights. I becoming so vain, giving life to 
death, never knew where it begin, A wreck 
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