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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472811" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Short Cut</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I decided to walk home from the pub through Booth’s wood, <br>it only took half the time the winding road would. <br>A minute or so into the wood a fusty smell filled the air <br>and a ground mist seemed to cover everywhere. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">This path I’d walked many times and never noticed this before, <br>it was very eyrie with no breeze to disturb the mist at all. <br>I came across a clearing where the trees were further apart, <br>for no reason a thumping was echoing from my heart. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stopped and looked all around, just to satisfy my curiosity<br>when towards me came a cloud of a green luminosity. <br>It came from within the wood, which was difficult to believe, <br>but then a purple cloud formed from behind a fallen tree. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now I was really getting anxious, as I put a sprint into my pace, <br>then another cloud, a yellow one was heading towards my face. <br>The thought of going back from where I came entered my mind<br>so I turned around, but the clouds were in front and behind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">They weren’t in a hurry, but they were slowly closing in, <br>a blue cloud joined the others, this defied logic and reasoning. <br>I became overwhelmed and mesmeric, so I had to stand and wait<br>and let the four clouds surround me, on them rested my fate. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The four clouds enveloped me, as they swirled and mixed into one, <br>I breathed in their moisture and felt compelled to walk on. <br>I didn’t know where I was going; I was blinded by the cloud, <br>but they formed an alley, so I walked within the shroud. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">It swirled again together and then separated just as they came, <br>and departed in four directions, and never came back again. <br>They had left me standing on the edge of a cliff’s precipice, <br>which to my local knowledge, until then didn’t exist. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Looking over the edge I could see a crashed aeroplane below, <br>it must have lost its bearings and navigated to low. <br>There was nothing I could do, but tomorrow I would return again <br>and climb down the rock face to inspect the aeroplane. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Early the next morning I descended and found five bodies inside, <br>a dog, two adults and two children, they died side by side. <br>The police went to investigate when I reported the crashed plane, <br>it had crashed in a magnetic storm of swirling cloud and rain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a><div class=q>
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it only took half the time the winding road would. 
A minute or so into the wood a fusty smell filled the air 
and a ground mist seemed to cover everywhere. 

This path I’d walked many..."></div>
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