<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488948" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am One Of All Of You</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is when i listen that the grasses<br>begin to grow again<br>to make the hills and pastures<br>those far ones<br>greener than ever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and women all over<br>think that i am an excellent lover<br>hot as Mexican chili<br>not because of my bottom<br>but because of my<br>ears</div><div style="margin:10px 0">an elephant does not look that bad<br>after all<br>and the one with the widest ears<br>have become <br>the favorite of the circus</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ah, the lonely people of this world<br>they do not need ice cream or<br>coca cola<br>what they need are blank spaces<br>where they can spread their woes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the beauticians after all<br>have outlived the use of shrinks<br>women go there in those <br>social parlors<br>not to have their hairs or nails<br>fixed and colored<br>they are there for the needed talk<br>and the laughter</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i was born to listen and i live myself<br>on that edgeless frames<br>i listen<br>i give more space<br>for guests<br>i open my heart<br>to show them that i too<br>knows how to bleed</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then i changed<br>i become one with the world<br>one of those stars<br>part of the moon's entourage<br>parcel of emptiness<br>now filled with<br>the meaning of purposeful<br>silence.</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=488948" data-title="I Am One Of All Of You de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="it is when i listen that the grasses begin to grow again to make the hills and pastures those far ones greener than ever and women all over think that i am an excellent lover hot as Mexican chili not because of my bottom but because of my ears a..."></div> </div> </div>

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