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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=389978" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Whom It May Concern</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In Autumn,<br>as in Spring,<br>the sap flows,<br>the sap wishes to race<br>against heartbeats<br>before the winter,<br>before the winter<br>buries us<br>in her usual shroud of ice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I turn to you<br>knowing that<br>unrequited love<br>is good<br>for poetry,<br>knowing that pain<br>will nudge the muse<br>as well as anything,<br>knowing that you<br>are afraid, fettered<br>to a life<br>you do not love,<br>& so unfree<br>that freedom seems<br>more fearful even<br>than the familiar<br>business<br>of being<br>a grumbling slave.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I lived<br>that way<br>once,<br>& I know<br>that freedom<br>is its own reward,<br>that it propagates<br>itself<br>by means<br>of runners,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that nobody<br>gives it to you,<br>not even me<br>to you,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but that you<br>must seize it<br>with your own<br>two quaking hands<br>& pluck<br>the strawberry<br>it bears<br>in the green<br>ungrumbling</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Erica+Jong">Erica Jong</a><div class=q>
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as in Spring,
the sap flows,
the sap wishes to race
against heartbeats
before the winter,
before the winter
buries us
in her usual shroud of ice.

I turn to you
knowing that
unrequited love
is good
for poetry,
knowing that pain
will nud..."></div>
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