<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=467048" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Small Lady</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My lady has died when she was a child, <br>Never has a hood been recovered, for she was a child.<br>The same dress she wore was red and blue, <br>Like the veins and arteries of her entrails.<br>Inside her studs a man of daggers and bones, <br>Bones are hers but both daggers lie hidden<br>And what are these promising weapons? <br>Are they thoughts, or wisdom eggs? <br>They are the daggers of blindness, foul things<br>Perish in the wilderness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Naveed+Akram">Naveed Akram</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=467048" data-title="My Small Lady de Naveed Akram" data-description="My lady has died when she was a child, Never has a hood been recovered, for she was a child. The same dress she wore was red and blue, Like the veins and arteries of her entrails. Inside her studs a man of daggers and bones, Bones are hers but ..."></div> </div> </div>

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