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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=462627" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wind The Pregnant Sky</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">wind the pregnant sky<br>like old clocks rescued by a magic mechanism of time<br>for the future it's got to eat<br>vortex pages history lame<br>walking through the gusts of wind<br>forgotten names spelled upon the moonbean<br>say them aloud<br>in fingertips breathprints<br>in eyes closing down<br>and to a beheaded lion rising <br>to pronounce again his own death<br>a baby griffin groaning at his paws<br>'I am the new desert of those sworn<br>on ashes for us to find the sandclock<br>you may tick me off tick me off<br>still the death I'll guard<br>tenderly like a mother lap and kiss<br>soulfully like a wound below the heart<br>know not the depth the secret and the claws<br>that ruin this mighty shrine<br>for sacred I am sacred i will die.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">wind the pregnant sky<br>there's a life to be delivered in pain<br>swallowed by muteness of an ancestral choke<br>cherish the foods for the future it's got to eat<br>vortex pages history lame<br>through the walk of sandy hours<br>the dinas and dust to the desert prey<br>bow to a bird bless her flight above<br>sunslides of the sky it will survive<br>to be your first epitome of light</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Miroslava+Odalovic">Miroslava Odalovic</a><div class=q>
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like old clocks rescued by a magic mechanism of time
for the future it's got to eat
vortex pages history lame
walking through the gusts of wind
forgotten names spelled upon the moonbean
say them aloud
in fingertips breathprin..."></div>
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