<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489655" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>In Trembling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i look at myself in the mirror<br>closer<br>i see my magnified hands trembling</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the real reason was there<br>beforehand<br>but i keep on denying it and even bury it<br>like someone so vile</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for long the reason knows too<br>the art of concealment<br>like the games that we play</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then the trembling continues<br>and there are no reasons anymore<br>all the while<br>i never want any explanation of myself</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am here<br>and will be ready for all the possiblities<br>of death</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and ready too<br>for the next redemption</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=489655" data-title="In Trembling de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i look at myself in the mirror closer i see my magnified hands trembling the real reason was there beforehand but i keep on denying it and even bury it like someone so vile for long the reason knows too the art of concealment like the games that..."></div> </div> </div>

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