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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=488972" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>I Am, Just, ... Wondering...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am wondering if we survive the heat, <br>if the cold having been neglected, and its fading<br>of grays, remaining unexplained by the<br>roughness of those stones, <br>i am wondering what is this wandering all about, <br>moving from one mountain to another, <br>crossing another streams of<br>thoughts, jumping from one border to another<br>and marking the seas we left with the<br>strokes of our fingers<br>i am wondering what will become of us<br>stuffed, wooded, anesthetized<br>skeletal, deprived of our dreams of<br>skin, and fresh flesh, <br>i am wondering what becomes of these arms, <br>unable to hold you once again<br>like once when the fish inhabit the pond, <br>when the lotuses bloom and give the colors of<br>its hollowed flowers to the<br>moon<br>i am wondering if wonder still saves us<br>from this desert of<br>affections, <br>i ask a diminishing, i forgive nothingness, <br>i am scheming a plan for escape<br>a dignified departure, and you smile, not knowing<br>what goes really inside this tunnel<br>pretending still to have light at the end<br>when there is none<br>when nothingness is still full of its<br>uncommitted contents.</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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if the cold having been neglected, and its fading
of grays, remaining unexplained by the
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i am wondering what is this wandering all about, 
moving from one mountain to another, 
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