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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=484945" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Reminder For All Of Us</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">according to the laws of evolution something that is not used<br>may finally be lost. It fades. It is gone. So like the fins of a fish <br>who migrated to the island, they slowly fall out and from there shall<br>grow a set of wings and claws. They become birds.And they soon<br>learn to fly. They dream of clouds.<br>Like the moss of the rocks by the shore<br>by the lake. They envy the worms. They dream to wriggle<br>and move and push their tiny bodies.Soon the acquire the gift<br>of motion. Soon they become worms and crawl their way up<br>on the leaf. They even become caterpillars. Soon they become <br>the new butterflies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So it will be with us. If we do not walk, our feet will soon be forgotten.<br>They will become mere skin. Our feet shrink and become part of <br>our bottom. If we do not think and use our minds, soon the brain<br>becomes a stone. Hard. Brittle. Soon they become part of the river<br>where a passerby simply steps upon it. Upon us.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Soon we will just be the sand. And the river flows upon.<br>If we do not love, soon we will just become a wall, a floor, <br>a house whose doors will close. A place for nothing<br>but merely departure.</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=484945" data-title="A Reminder For All Of Us de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="according to the laws of evolution something that is not used may finally be lost. It fades. It is gone. So like the fins of a fish who migrated to the island, they slowly fall out and from there shall grow a set of wings and claws. They become b..."></div> </div> </div>
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