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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=422460" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Acquainted with the Night</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">shut your eyes and dream<br>for that is where paradise is<br>the world is not <br>as good as a dream, daylight<br>at least for many<br>you see them <br>all over the morning papers<br>crimes that came out <br>of the nights<br>the husband who <br>in his rage<br>against a runaway wife<br>hanged all three children<br>and himself<br>terrorising readers<br>a wayward son<br>that beat mom to death<br>for a little money<br>to spend at the club<br>the old spinster<br>who fell to her death<br>as the snatch thief<br>used all his might<br>for her bag<br>the court trial<br>of a murdered woman<br>that heard of sperm stains<br>on ceiling<br>and a deputy prime minister<br>who allegedly groped with men<br>a whole mattress taken<br>to examine for lascivious stains<br>an artist former husband<br>who spewed terrible secrets<br>about wife that <br>ran away with a musician<br>carrying her children along with her<br>never allowing him to see his hearts<br>in three long years<br>or the shark money loaner<br>who forced weedkiller<br>down his debtor throat<br>a national top school achiever<br>denied entry to university<br>all because of her wrong race<br>i have been one acquainted<br>with the night<br>and as i walked down<br>the town alleyway<br>i cross path with <br>cats, well fed rats <br>especially the rats<br>a heapful of them<br>over rubbish<br>downtrodden<br>or not<br>we all strive to live<br>in our own ways<br>and you see them <br>clearly in the dead of night<br>where the rats run<br>and the cats sauntering by<br>shut your eyes and dream<br>for is perhaps where paradise is</div><div style="margin:10px 0">inspired by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Acquainted with the Night<br>I have been one acquainted with the night.<br>I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.<br>I have outwalked the furthest city light.<br>I have looked down the saddest city lane.<br>I have passed by the watchman on his beat<br>And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.<br>I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet<br>When far away an interrupted cry<br>Came over houses from another street, <br>But not to call me back or say good-bye; <br>And further still at an unearthly height, <br>A luminary clock against the sky<br>Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.<br>I have been one acquainted with the night. <br>Robert Frost</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=John+Tiong+Chunghoo">John Tiong Chunghoo</a><div class=q>
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for that is where paradise is
the world is not 
as good as a dream, daylight
at least for many
you see them 
all over the morning papers
crimes that came out 
of the nights
the husband who 
in his rage
against a runaway wi..."></div>
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