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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448775" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Happy Pain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were weeping tears stacked ten to a row<br>in her warehouse<br>along side Bitter Sweets driven<br>deep into the mind's vestibules<br>and corridors.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There were laughing tears seen only through<br>happy smiles and contented years; <br>silent joys and noisy ones<br>membered and remembered.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She placed her hand on the Book of Gathering Time<br>and pressed yet another memory leaf<br>into its many pages.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gentle breeze of pages closing<br>waifed up to her<br>butterfly soft; <br>the smells of her history<br>and children who <br>from tiny seeds<br>grew; <br>spread their<br>special gifts<br>and left<br>to repeat<br>their cycle<br>for posterity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She sat down, <br>sighed<br>and held the tome<br>close to her bosom; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">laughing the Weeping Cry<br>crying the Happy Pain<br>that is the Full Life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So it seems<br>in the Harsh Regard<br>Happy Pain<br>is born and grows<br>making us who we are first, <br>last<br>and foremost.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lonnie+Hicks">Lonnie Hicks</a><div class=q>
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along side Bitter Sweets driven
deep into the mind's vestibules
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There were laughing tears seen only through
happy smiles and contented years; 
silent joys and noisy one..."></div>
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