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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=460136" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dearest T…, <br>Great to hear from you! <br>I’m glad the hospital didn’t confiscate <br>your mobile and your laptop <br>this time… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but – what can I say? <br>I’m sorry to hear that <br>your break-up with the new bf <br>was so violent – well, at least <br>you’re highly trained in law h h h… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but I’m glad to hear <br>that you changed your mind <br>when you got to Zurich… <br>I’d like to know more of that; <br>but won’t ask just now.. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I’m touched that the two poems <br>on the riches of the self <br>were the first poems that you read <br>when you came back into the ward… <br>should I be glad, you silly girl, <br>that they ‘made your mascara run’…? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh dearest T - whom I love, as the self in all; <br>who’s stretched the love of parents, friends, <br>beyond all reason, to that place where only love <br>is left… to do what love can, may, might, do… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you’ll go on testing the – let’s say – <br>Absolute’s – God’s – love for you <br>with tests that only someone so loving, <br>so intelligent, so aware, so stubborn for the truth <br>could devise, as self-destruction… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">until the day, when you’ll accept <br>within that sober, loving self we know so well, <br>that you, yourself, are but that absolute, that self, that love <br>which you have no need still to test; nor can; <br>until that day when, out of love, <br>your self tires of your tricks… </div><div style="margin:10px 0">keep me in touch? for there are some of us <br>who know that love is boundless; <br>useless, T, to test our love for you; <br>and you’re too bright (alas?) for me <br>to tell you yet again <br>the consolations of philosophy.. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I’ll simply write, <br>Look after yourself; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and look, then, at those words <br>as if I’d never seen or read them once before; <br>fall still; wish you, too, stillness; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is no more for words. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Michael</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Michael+Shepherd">Michael Shepherd</a><div class=q>
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Great to hear from you! 
I’m glad the hospital didn’t confiscate 
your mobile and your laptop 
this time… 

but – what can I say? 
I’m sorry to hear that 
your break-up with the new bf 
was so violent – well, at least 
y..."></div>
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