<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=454198" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The White City</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm in the white city.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>A dense fog</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Disintegrates all my hopes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are people dreaming</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of nonexistent worlds, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are disoriented people</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Walking on the terminal's sidewalk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are lights turning on and off so erratically</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this white city.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are hidden screams in the night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Covered by the heavy rain sounds, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That rain falling continuously</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And monotonously.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In this white city, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The victims</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Don't understand that they are victims yet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are flowers, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are fast food kiosks, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are botanical gardens, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">With beautiful exotic trees, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there are horror movies in the theaters.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As shadows emerging from the fog</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are the lost steps.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There are steps searching each other, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And there are steps that are separated forever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rain's sounds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vibrate the eye of the windows, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vibrate the burial stones, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Vibrate the dreams, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those dreams</div><div style="margin:10px 0">About better days.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Apparently, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Someone screams</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the white mist of the night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe he's the victim of an aggression, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or maybe he's someone, who has lost his love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Maybe it's just an echo...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm in the white city</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And I'm searching for you in the darkness...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Marieta+Maglas">Marieta Maglas</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=454198" data-title="The White City de Marieta Maglas" data-description="I'm in the white city. A dense fog Disintegrates all my hopes. There are people dreaming Of nonexistent worlds, There are disoriented people Walking on the terminal's sidewalk. There are lights turning on and off so erratically In this w..."></div> </div> </div>

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