<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389399" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Too Much Like Alone....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">holy infidels laying stone<br>for the pathway to the intimate...<br>stopping to smoke, a cup of coffee, <br>maybe a shot to break the chill...<br>books are only people<br>waiting to be set free from the shelf...<br>people are only spider's webs, <br>catching tiny fragments of light.<br>and this body a tired prayer, <br>spoken by lips both bruised and shaken.<br>my hand smells too much like alone, <br>but my feet know the way home!</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=389399" data-title="Too Much Like Alone.... de Eric Cockrell" data-description="holy infidels laying stone for the pathway to the intimate... stopping to smoke, a cup of coffee, maybe a shot to break the chill... books are only people waiting to be set free from the shelf... people are only spider's webs, catching tiny frag..."></div> </div> </div>

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