<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392319" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Marc and me are free</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1973. Your bright spring of fame already on the wane<br>Careless descent into the dull machine begun<br>Accidental death beside your child's mother to come</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But I was still young. I ventured out Saturdays in platform shoes<br>Tight red tank top, cheeks glistening in the summer night<br>My corkscrew curls freed by your inspirations</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Clawed from the years obscure, dwelling in bedsits<br>With Hobbit books and Elvish poems and Tooks, <br>Happy endurance, no doubt, until your season</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of discovery arrived, borne by a white swan's wings.<br>And all your rivers of melody and funk flowed easy<br>But for so short a time, the well dug shallow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And not easily refilled. How you strained<br>To find a bridge to bear another verse<br>And seemed to yield too easily, to the mirror, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To the tedium of fame, the moments of transcendence<br>Before the fatal crash. Barely registered by me<br>Or others you gave courage to be free.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes, you painted a star on the sky. Now fly high<br>Upon the dragon's back, you need be chained no more: <br>No longer bound by words or simple chords.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+Bana">Frank Bana</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=392319" data-title="Marc and me are free de Frank Bana" data-description="1973. Your bright spring of fame already on the wane Careless descent into the dull machine begun Accidental death beside your child's mother to come But I was still young. I ventured out Saturdays in platform shoes Tight red tank top, cheeks gli..."></div> </div> </div>

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