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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484674" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Morning Greeting</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">good morning, my friend</div><div style="margin:10px 0">hope you're fine like the smooth morning rays of the sun<br>on soft hands caressing the shiny brown skin of my face</div><div style="margin:10px 0">did you sleep well last night? let me ask if you have dreams<br>that make waking up a regretful event</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am out now for my usual walk to see the usual rising of the sun<br>on the golden ricefields on the road leading to a group of nipa huts</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am asking myself today: is there meaning to this usualness<br>this routine that comes to us without any break? <br>is there something new to the sun that we always expect to shine? <br>is there a twist to the usual chirps of birds, the usual white color of their wings? is there something better to do than walk and think the usual <br>thoughts of how to make a living and be the fit person to survive</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this war on boredome<br>this struggle for meaning<br>this monotonous routine of this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that and this and that </div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is no stuttering here, nothing symptomatic of sickness<br>and even death, there is this boredom again that will make us</div><div style="margin:10px 0">not sleep the nights<br>and make us uneasy and restless and asking some more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what is this life? what is it giving me? <br>what am i giving it? how long? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">just asking, i am returning to the house from this short walk<br>there is no music in my ears<br>more questions popping</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i will just take tea<br>i need really to pee.</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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hope you're fine like the smooth morning rays of the sun
on soft hands caressing the shiny brown skin of my face

did you sleep well last night? let me ask if you have dreams
that make waking up a regretful event

i am out..."></div>
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