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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485218" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>about a friend named A. K.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">if you only knew where he lives<br>a dark corner of this hospital ward<br>his hands and feet jacketed at times<br>during times of seizures and fits</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if you could have only seen how he<br>sits for hours on the floor beside an iron door<br>how the wind that touches him pains him<br>like his skin is removed from this flesh and bone<br>if you could have heard his screams and then<br>when nurses rush to him to give his dose<br>of sanity back through the usual injections</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if you could have only felt the beatings of his<br>heart and his tremors running through all his fingers</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if you could have only seen him on lucid intervals<br>how he scribbled his lost lines through his laptop<br>spending hours recalling what should have been forgotten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my dear friend if you have the heart of someone human<br>you could not have called him moron<br>for whatever he is, he is part of you and me and us and this world</div><div style="margin:10px 0">if you have seen him all alone trying to meet his soul halfway<br>between a murmur and an incantation</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you could not have said such a very cruel word</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=485218" data-title="About a friend named A. K. de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="if you only knew where he lives a dark corner of this hospital ward his hands and feet jacketed at times during times of seizures and fits if you could have only seen how he sits for hours on the floor beside an iron door how the wind that touche..."></div> </div> </div>
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