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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=479050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Working Metaphore</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Work is like an island in an ocean of time<br>Landing on this shore felt like paradise<br>But the island is small and quickly grows boring<br>I am standing in the water, looking out as I work</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time passes in portions of half an hour<br>Wave upon wave of life slipping down the tide-line<br>I am deciding whether to let go and wash away with it<br>Or hold on and climb the beach again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How many islands are in this ocean? <br>I gaze out and see a few just waiting for me<br>Can I swim to them, will they take me? <br>In the water between them, is there love lurking? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Changes are on the horizon, as a tsunami<br>Rolling towards this island invisibly, towards me<br>None of the islands will survive it, I fear<br>Or maybe only I will be washed away into oblivion</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tick, splash, tick, splash, wave upon wave of half hours<br>Carrying me just a little further from the dry sand<br>Behind me, the managers are calling from the trees<br>I hesitate for a moment, and let the waves wash over me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only a few more, and I can swim for a while, <br>I might ride the changes to a far away place if I'm swimming<br>In the water I can meet another, to drown my regrets of the last<br>The waves wash over me, and I wait for the tide to swim</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Poet+Dragon">Poet Dragon</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=479050" data-title="Working Metaphore de Poet Dragon" data-description="Work is like an island in an ocean of time Landing on this shore felt like paradise But the island is small and quickly grows boring I am standing in the water, looking out as I work Time passes in portions of half an hour Wave upon wave of life ..."></div> </div> </div>
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