<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484463" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Game Of Words In Any Place At Any Time...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is my favorite game of words<br>that i engage in at any hour of the day<br>and in any other place</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i can create them outside the paper and <br>without the use of pen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sometimes it happens that way when i ride<br>in a bus and the destination is 36 hours away</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or even in a span of minutes<br>when sleep does not come</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or when nap is nil</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my fingers help to put music by tapping its nails<br>on the metal rail </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and there is dancing and singing and some speeches in between</div><div style="margin:10px 0">soliloquies<br>silhouettes</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> six-shooters<br>jailbirds</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>farmers reaping<br>hay on a sunny day</div><div style="margin:10px 0">as though the room is a place where <br>party and conversations co-exist</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> i do not put more than what is necessary<br>it is enough to just survive the hours of pressure <br>the little training of torture</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the principle has always been<br>i only use what is here</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> i discard what is not found here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there are no expectations from the beams <br>there is no show of shadows</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i let imagination go <br>and let reality stay for a while</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one by one i enumerate what i can contain by the numbers of my fingers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i think of the names <br>of friends</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i gaze upon myself<br>i am glad i give myself a smile.</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> <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=484463" data-title="A Game Of Words In Any Place At Any Time... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="this is my favorite game of words that i engage in at any hour of the day and in any other place i can create them outside the paper and without the use of pen sometimes it happens that way when i ride in a bus and the destination is 36 hours a..."></div> </div> </div>

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