<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484527" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Journey Of Honing Words And Wasps...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i hone myself, and i honing i am honed, <br>like a drone like one drowning drone who wants to master the art of<br>drinking water, he must have to drown himself first<br>or even die, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but that will not be the end of it, <br>dying does not end, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">it gives you a start, an upstart of what lies ahead<br>perhaps<br>a new beginning, but let us pretend that we do not die</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we just hone and keep honing until the honing is perfected<br>until we become nothing but honers of this craft of living life<br>like<br>crazy drones that drown themselves in the water to drink the <br>whole ocean of thirst and hunger</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do not think that i want you to feel what death is and make you <br>understand about it, <br>i am just talking and keep on talking to myself because</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i want to hone myself into dying, because dying does not actually die itself but simply keeps on dying<br>until it gets perfected.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and how is it to be perfect? continue talking, i am tired and <br>i am still as broken as you are.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you see wasps in the air?</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=484527" data-title="A Journey Of Honing Words And Wasps... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i hone myself, and i honing i am honed, like a drone like one drowning drone who wants to master the art of drinking water, he must have to drown himself first or even die, but that will not be the end of it, dying does not end, it gives you..."></div> </div> </div>

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