<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=485916" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Arriving At An Age</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when one does not recognize<br>anymore: is this night or day? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the 24th of May or the <br>1st day of July</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when the sound of the rain<br>feels like a whirling electric fan<br>in a cheap motel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when the sea breeze feels like<br>another useless trip away from home</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when every place looks like the same<br>like a road stretching far away from your car</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one day on a glaring light<br>and you feel like you are arriving at nowhere</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and yet you cannot say the word<br>'shit! '</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=485916" data-title="Arriving At An Age de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="when one does not recognize anymore: is this night or day? the 24th of May or the 1st day of July when the sound of the rain feels like a whirling electric fan in a cheap motel when the sea breeze feels like another useless trip away from hom..."></div> </div> </div>

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