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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484320" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Confession For El Cabir</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you have been immersed <br>in a pond filled with the holiest of all the<br>purified waters blessed by<br>all the saints in your mind<br>by all the angels in your books</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yet you are still silenced by your restraints<br>every morning you stand by your window watching nothing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes the wind that sweeps away the mahogany leaves <br>on the roof of the catwalk where no one is walking because the semester<br>just ended and you have no home to <br>go</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the apartment is another lonely room <br>it serves you no good<br>you never had sex there with a stranger</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you have been growing money in your bank<br>and it is giving you more grief</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is not greed, but it is the inability to be open to yourself<br>and give yourself a break by stepping out of the university and<br>be<br>happy, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you have many definitions about what happiness is<br>and it is a waste of deliberation <br>alone in your room<br>where the papers are mute and as usual<br>dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do not define happiness<br>just grab it<br>be blind<br>set aside your eyes for a while<br>have a leaping heart<br>be a frog</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or a reptile, that snake with red lines and black lines alternating on its<br>scaled belly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or the grasshopper that sings on summer<br>teasing the ants.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i look at you with scrutiny as i make myself comfortable on that<br>velvet sofa inside your well kept philosophy office</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is a field of sadness<br>and i pity you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but what can i do? you are the wise man and i am the loose jackal.<br>you are shrinking like hell<br>and i am bloating like heaven.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what a conceit i have? never mind, call me a typographical error<br>of the university</div><div style="margin:10px 0">nevertheless, i must tell you, i am not real.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ric+S.+Bastasa">Ric S. Bastasa</a><div class=q>
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purified waters blessed by
all the saints in your mind
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