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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488454" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Guesses....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">must i have to pretend<br>that the first one was true? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">could be, most likely<br>could be, i nodded and then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i too, shook my head, <br>but granting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you think that it was true<br>and i must believe you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then it was over<br>and then came the second time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just a game, people play games, <br>like kids, could be one of those games</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i play, and i want to quit, but who can? <br>and it was over, and we want to forget it</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just the same, the third one came<br>and with more experience</div><div style="margin:10px 0">more meanings are tried to be <br>attached, like some strings, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and again, like all things with ends, <br>it too was over, we got it over and over again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then, just like old things, we forget, <br>we tried to remember, but powerless</div><div style="margin:10px 0">are we, we are not quitters, we are winners, <br>we keep saying, we are winners, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then gray hairs occupied our<br>black territories, and then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we surrender, we accept, we forget<br>and we try to remember again</div><div style="margin:10px 0">everything is over, like a game, <br>everything ends, like the world, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like life, befriending death<br>befriending everybody, saying yes and yes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and yes, and then we approach<br>the bed, and utter the last word, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thanks, it is over.<br>now, shall you leave me? i am at rest.</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=488454" data-title="Guesses.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="must i have to pretend that the first one was true? could be, most likely could be, i nodded and then i too, shook my head, but granting you think that it was true and i must believe you and then it was over and then came the second time ju..."></div> </div> </div>
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