<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=461239" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>History</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">So far away...<br> history now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The magic...<br> burns beyond<br> the ashes on the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The magic, <br> on the streets<br> in our eyes, <br> through our lives...<br> <br> so far away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The decades flip<br> as pages to <br> a short book<br> <br>The days were run down<br> like waves before<br> a clipper ship</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> the Flying Cloud</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Even though...the cargo hold...the essence...<br> spices, silks, exotic teas<br> magic, excitement, ecstasy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Like a river I cross in Montana<br> the bittersweet<br> Bitterroot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Midnights+Voice">Midnights Voice</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=461239" data-title="History de Midnights Voice" data-description="So far away... history now The magic... burns beyond the ashes on the ground The magic, on the streets in our eyes, through our lives... so far away. The decades flip as pages to a short book The days were run down like waves b..."></div> </div> </div>

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