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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476371" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Counting Backwards</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">They said I'm bizarre, blunt and ruthless<br>when I was seeing myself through the mirror<br>and then the fortune stormed in and spat<br>and blamed me for what I really am</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the busy bees cheered for the unloved bird<br>peacocks chanted mantra of the dead and the void</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The world i saw was a round wad of chewed gum<br>fixed around a seed of an orange, decayed slightly<br>the rivers flowed eternally, elegantly and swiftly<br>and the sun kept his gaze down on the walkers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the hyenas went into hysterics and laughed<br>jackals stepped out of the closets in to the reality</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was fixated and dependent on my sight<br>made me overlook all my flaws and abilities<br>and then the life gave me a few lemons<br>I understood, simply the best won't suffice</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While the whole world slept in the darkness<br>I searched for the light to make a bed-spread</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus I found the reasons, answers and the truth<br>all at once, as well as the light, the magical kind<br>understood as I curled inside the shell again<br>it has been me, just me and myself, all along</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Pamuditha+Zen+Anjana">Pamuditha Zen Anjana</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=476371" data-title="Counting Backwards de Pamuditha Zen Anjana" data-description="They said I'm bizarre, blunt and ruthless when I was seeing myself through the mirror and then the fortune stormed in and spat and blamed me for what I really am While the busy bees cheered for the unloved bird peacocks chanted mantra of the dead..."></div> </div> </div>
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