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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486123" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At the Train Station in Rotunda...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i stop for a while here<br>this corner where you too stopped<br>i am asking<br>if we have the same reason for<br>stopping here<br>this place where there is nothing to see<br>or touch<br>where you smoke a lot and pollute<br>my vision of the world<br>where death seems to be the only reason for living<br>i am taking this quiet stance<br>merely looking and scrutinizing<br>listening<br>passive like a common wall between us<br>i do not like to move<br>i may create that ripples in the air<br>and it will give you a justification to harm me<br>i lean against this wall<br>shifting the weight of my mind to the bricks<br>and you look down</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is this distance that we feel<br>and you like it<br>i can hear that<br>even if you do not utter that<br>i live in another world <br>and you have created your own<br>different scents and colors<br>you want that this must not be understood<br>in the same manner<br>that i want it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we like to part ways now<br>not friends not foes<br>plain strangers again without names<br>no judgments</div><div style="margin:10px 0">by this time you consumed all the cigarettes<br>and the smoke has conspired with the air</div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything is clear now<br>the sound of the train is getting near like an ambulance<br>we are finally rescued from this <br>separation this<br>strangeness<br>innate in human existence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this inability to connect and be a part of someone<br>this appreciation of freedom<br>that only preaches alienation<br>and segregation</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in this parting there is no goodbye<br>you never know me and i never know you<br>we are always<br>not interested</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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this corner where you too stopped
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if we have the same reason for
stopping here
this place where there is nothing to see
or touch
where you smoke a lot and pollute
my vision of the world
where death seems to be t..."></div>
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