<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389530" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>We Turn Away!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the mouth of the spirit, <br>trembles before it speaks.<br>the hand of the soldier, <br>wipes crumbs from<br>the face of god.<br>forever tastes like strawberries, <br>and sometimes you...<br>and then is gone! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">what we dont know how to<br>think, or how to say, <br>is spoken quite freely by<br>the trees in the night.<br>what we box up<br>and call god, <br>falls in the face of the wind.<br>what the wind knows, it gives! <br>we turn away, struck dumb!</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=389530" data-title="We Turn Away! de Eric Cockrell" data-description="the mouth of the spirit, trembles before it speaks. the hand of the soldier, wipes crumbs from the face of god. forever tastes like strawberries, and sometimes you... and then is gone! what we dont know how to think, or how to say, is spoken..."></div> </div> </div>

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