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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Stellar Musing</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">From behind the moon's harlequinade; <br>Your skin ornately prancing in the blear<br>Colder than the thin and flimsy mist, <br>Your face cradling an orchestra of smiles<br>Muffled in the fading mimicry of echoes, <br>Your abstraction realer than the dream<br>That you are when you were here.<br>From the protracted expanse and<br>The truant galloping instance, I probed<br>And groped for an orb of light to hold<br>Like a ballasting banister only to solder<br>My eager and supple hands, now aglow<br>Slowly crumbling from holding what it cannot.<br>And the Gods had judged the episodes<br>And written them on the stars, one for each, <br>Mine I cannot find, or perhaps, accept<br>Sensitive to fate and denial, I wiped<br>The wisps of silver light grazing the small<br>Contours of my face—happy and sad <br>From the corner of the room where the sun slept<br>Two thousand days, I muse amongst the stellar<br>Riveted, and with every violent breath of verve<br>A little death expires from the seething lungs<br>A little give and take, a juggling to compensate<br>The lackluster of kaleidoscope visions to crown<br>The poignant asunder of your galaxy and the stars</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q>
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Your skin ornately prancing in the blear
Colder than the thin and flimsy mist, 
Your face cradling an orchestra of smiles
Muffled in the fading mimicry of echoes, 
Your abstraction realer than the dream
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