<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=388410" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>More Snow.... (Will Fall)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">this body has to die, <br>to decompose back into earth, <br>for this spirit to step free, <br>and remember who it 'is'...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we borrow urns for the journey, <br>but urns are not the journey.<br>and pots made of clay, <br>cannot hold oceans forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the dance of death, <br>smells of womb, and depth...<br>the hidden name, <br>sets paper walls ablaze.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the kiss of death's lips, <br>turns great trees toward winter.<br>leaving stains in the snow...<br>ah, but more snow will fall!</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=388410" data-title="More Snow.... (Will Fall) de Eric Cockrell" data-description="this body has to die, to decompose back into earth, for this spirit to step free, and remember who it 'is'... we borrow urns for the journey, but urns are not the journey. and pots made of clay, cannot hold oceans forever. the dance of deat..."></div> </div> </div>

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