<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=387123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Another Page Turned!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">another page turned, <br>torn, and thrown<br>into the fire...<br>time passes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">angry people say angry things, <br>things they dont really mean...<br>not even sure who or what<br>they're angry at...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">even when you walk quietly<br>behind the plow, storms come! <br>the paint on the wall peels, <br>but the wall remains...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">dogs barking at the stray cat<br>in the rain... all the cat wants, <br>is in! we are no different...<br>none of us like the rain for too long! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are a people lost, <br>on a journey we dont understand.<br>our minds cannot grasp<br>the infinite, cannot define...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that which we long for, <br>and cannot speak of...<br>for lack of better words, <br>we call it god, or truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and yet there's no more to life<br>than can be seen in a leaf, <br>in an acorn, in a pebble...<br>in a baby's tiny hand grasping.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so turn the page, <br>feed the fire...<br>the beat of a single sparrow's wing<br>holds my life, and my destiny!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Eric+Cockrell">Eric Cockrell</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=387123" data-title="Another Page Turned! de Eric Cockrell" data-description="another page turned, torn, and thrown into the fire... time passes. angry people say angry things, things they dont really mean... not even sure who or what they're angry at... even when you walk quietly behind the plow, storms come! the pain..."></div> </div> </div>

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