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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=445944" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Where Are the Myths</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when they awakened, <br>From a deep sleep...<br>No one could convince, <br>It was reality creeping in! <br>No one could convince them, <br>It was of their creation.<br>A tasteless blend...<br>No one offered to recommend.<br>It was fed right in their sight.<br>How could this be? <br>This unsettling vision that frights! <br>Stark and bare without a hint of spice.<br>For decades it was there! <br>It was as clear as the blight ignored! <br>Even though this appeared to them everywhere.<br>Many prayed these 'sightings' would go away.<br>It was too painfully portrayed.<br>Sugarless and embittered seethings...<br>Preyed upon their doorsteps! <br>But it was indeed 'reality' they dismissed.<br>And it wasn't going anywhere! <br>It was there glaring.<br>And they insisted...<br>They had no idea it existed! <br>Where are the myths they knew? <br>Who chased them to drift...<br>With a shallowness dismissed. <br>Where are the myths they once pursued? <br>And who has delivered this? <br>To leave for the unbelieving...<br>As a tormenting joke! <br>Left to traumatize and cripple as it sits! <br>Where are the myths...<br>To protect a comfort, <br>Many knew for them would be sorely missed!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lawrence+S.+Pertillar">Lawrence S. Pertillar</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=445944" data-title="Where Are the Myths de Lawrence S. Pertillar" data-description="And when they awakened, From a deep sleep... No one could convince, It was reality creeping in! No one could convince them, It was of their creation. A tasteless blend... No one offered to recommend. It was fed right in their sight. How could ..."></div> </div> </div>
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