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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=410774" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Fucking years</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are a sad generation, I would say on the verge of falling, on the verge of life, on the verge of death<br>the ones among us who graduated, they are now regretful and full of fears<br>strangers overwhelmed by these fucking years</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Always complaining about a world who killed us<br>about a journey that never started or never ended <br>perfectly comfortable shutting ourselves up<br>waiting for something better to come</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I part of all of this? Am I still belonging to me? <br>All I want is to find myself again, partially new<br>possibly complete</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My sister-in-law has three kids and a malignant cancer to beat<br>she is also forty and so strong and so brave<br>I'm ashamed of the lack of courage I see! <br>for noble things I'll save my tears, I let you cry these fucking years </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We never know when we are ready, I mean ready to die<br>we just perceive that should be part of our time<br>but we certainly feel is too early, so many things still to accommodate<br>when we understand that everything has been planned yet, it's too late </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I part of all of this? Am I still belonging to me? <br>All I want is to find myself again, partially new<br>possibly complete</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why don't we manage a little farm in the countryside? <br>you know just to be closer to the earth, far from here! <br>coming back to true values, all around big green trees…<br>to wash away these fucking years'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I've thought of it too. Does this mean to run away? <br>Is it too dangerous changing the system from the inside? <br>too much involving, too much contributing...<br>who's going to see us dancing in the woods all alone? <br>sing with me 'Don't let them have their way, there is no rule we must obey'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Am I part of all of this? Am I still belonging to me? <br>All I want is to find myself again, partially new<br>possibly complete</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ilaria+Boffa">Ilaria Boffa</a><div class=q>
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