<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=473882" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Prima Vera (Spring)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The westerly has ceased it doesn't get <br>dark before seven, time for evening walks, <br>and let stillness read my thoughts. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Under a carob tree three stones one on <br>top of the other and old man sat here, <br>he saw everything till he lost his shadow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No one sit on his throne, like sitting on <br>a tombstone, the stone-chair belongs to <br>him, his everlasting memorial.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time to walk home, feel hungry, <br>the mundane always takes precedence.<br>Spring is here and life is beautiful.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oskar+Hansen">Oskar Hansen</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=473882" data-title="Prima Vera (Spring) de Oskar Hansen" data-description="The westerly has ceased it doesn't get dark before seven, time for evening walks, and let stillness read my thoughts. Under a carob tree three stones one on top of the other and old man sat here, he saw everything till he lost his shadow. N..."></div> </div> </div>

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