<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488576" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hello And Goodbye</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">he pops out and says hello<br>you must know by now that <br>that is what he only wanted<br>you know what he will say <br>next: thank you and goodbye<br>he will find many excuses<br>a story to write, a friend to invite<br>a poem to read alone with him<br>alone admiring the smooth flow<br>of the words and then he disappears<br>for in truth he does not like the crowd<br>though he misses it <br>most of the time<br>he knows that he cannot be there<br>dissolve and be gone </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he tried it once <br>had a drink or two then danced his way in the middle of the dancing floor<br>with all the lights blinking in shifting colors<br>he was shouting with all joy and lost himself until he fell in the same<br>dancing floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0">his eyes will not close <br>they stared at the blinking lights<br>they thought he was dead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">indeed he too thought that he cannot live anymore<br>he shatters in the limelight<br>like specks of dust scattering every bit of himself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he learns his lesson<br>now he makes the limits<br>marks the boundaries of his being<br>knows the fence<br>and the entrance and exit<br>he looks from a distance and then makes his sure steps<br>towards his own death</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=488576" data-title="Hello And Goodbye de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="he pops out and says hello you must know by now that that is what he only wanted you know what he will say next: thank you and goodbye he will find many excuses a story to write, a friend to invite a poem to read alone with him alone admiring th..."></div> </div> </div>

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