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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488967" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I am touched and will not be able to sleep</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">he touched her<br>thru the fingers<br>of his poem<br>about the deep<br>night and the <br>sleepless one<br>a true story about<br>him and her</div><div style="margin:10px 0">writing, deep, <br>deep into the night, <br>about sleeplessness, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">why? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">did he not tell her once<br>that he never sleeps? <br>did she not believe him? <br>did he not tell her <br>that his poems come<br>in the depths of darkness<br>from the dark recesses of <br>his dimming soul? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">at a time when twilights<br>have not even sprouted <br>yet? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">that his deep thoughts<br>come like some strangers<br>capricious and whimsical<br>and on shorter notice<br>leave without goodbyes? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">now, the cycle grips him<br>again, he writes unceasingly<br>like he is being chased by<br> his own ghosts, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> like he is one cat<br>disturbed by the shadow<br>of his own rebelling tail, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he shall write, <br>and if she too<br>is not sleeping at all, <br>tonight<br>then she must write, <br>like him as if both of<br>them are twins<br> in thoughts, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and if there is nothing to<br>be written, why not read<br>and tell him what he is<br>blindly writing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">perhaps, <br>he will soon understand<br>his very own tragedies<br>perhaps she can figure<br>out the answers in his<br>written works</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>she must touch him, <br>like her brother or even<br>like her lover<br>and even kiss him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and he will sleep, <br>perhaps, soundly, tamed<br>by the softness of her love<br>perhaps, the answer to <br>all his questions.</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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thru the fingers
of his poem
about the deep
night and the 
sleepless one
a true story about
him and her

writing, deep, 
deep into the night, 
about sleeplessness, 

why? 

did he not tell her once
that he never sleeps? 
did she not..."></div>
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