<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=486682" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Changing Grips...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when reality gets berserk<br>unable to grip the steering wheel<br>when the car turns turtle and when<br>there is no way pulling you out or<br>opening the door<br>mind you, you change faith<br>your spirit flies away and<br>begins to worship the goddess<br>of Illusion...that is.... if you still<br>want to live again.</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=486682" data-title="Changing Grips... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="when reality gets berserk unable to grip the steering wheel when the car turns turtle and when there is no way pulling you out or opening the door mind you, you change faith your spirit flies away and begins to worship the goddess of Illusion...th..."></div> </div> </div>

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