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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485495" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Aliguay Island, An Escapade From The Crowded Room</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">two nights: the first was wholesome<br>to warm ourselves since it was a a little colder<br>we say we were grieving over wasted days and routine<br>and love that quarrels upon lots of things<br>incredible, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to warm ourselves and yet not offend the truth<br>we lay our bodies back to back and<br>we begin to tell stories</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' i am unhappy and yet i cannot leave' she says<br>' i am happier with you now' he responds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'we're not doing anything wrong, right? ' both ask themselves<br>they evade the answer, conceal the truth in their mouths<br>as they begin to play with their own tongues<br>how can they resist what to do when they all fell so alone<br>in Aliguay Island? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">we are into this and we are all mature and responsible<br>'do not forget, in love we too must learn to make the most beautiful lies, <br>recreate that old art of deception' he reminds her<br>on the third day they all pack up<br>headed to their unhappy situations<br>they start to forget their own names<br>erase the past like the way the waves <br>give the sands what is due them...</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=485495" data-title="Aliguay Island, An Escapade From The Crowded Room de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="two nights: the first was wholesome to warm ourselves since it was a a little colder we say we were grieving over wasted days and routine and love that quarrels upon lots of things incredible, to warm ourselves and yet not offend the truth we la..."></div> </div> </div>
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