<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Live, Damnit, To Live!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">God died yesterday...<br>i asked if He had a will.<br>He sent me His last breath, <br>smelling of bourbon and good cigars.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i went into the holy of holies, <br>and found a dirty little boy playing...<br>he told me he saw angels in the clouds, <br>i told him they were bringing rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and off we walked together, <br>stopping to marvel at the trail of the ants...<br>needing nothing more, and nothing less, <br>than to live, damnit, to live!</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=389376" data-title="To Live, Damnit, To Live! de Eric Cockrell" data-description="God died yesterday... i asked if He had a will. He sent me His last breath, smelling of bourbon and good cigars. i went into the holy of holies, and found a dirty little boy playing... he told me he saw angels in the clouds, i told him they we..."></div> </div> </div>

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