<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=489890" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>IT IS NICE TO KNOW that...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">what am i murmuring<br>you ask one moment</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have all the excuses<br>and i love it more when</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you doubt<br>when you are no longer sure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of what happens next<br>and what follows </div><div style="margin:10px 0">this is the mystery of <br>my being<br>and i guess this is what<br>you love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">in me, and i never force<br>you to like this piece</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this word, this thought<br>it is you that searches </div><div style="margin:10px 0">what light is left there<br>what sense</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the trail is unfinished<br>but we are here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">shall we then go? <br>shall we start talking about this? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a blue sky<br>a yellow sun<br>a green river</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>so? there is nothing new<br>nothing about any sophistication</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so? why do you stay? <br>are you looking for something missing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a key to a door<br>an access word to a website? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">like a better half of you<br>precisely what you feel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this emptiness without<br>us.</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=489890" data-title="IT IS NICE TO KNOW that... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="what am i murmuring you ask one moment i have all the excuses and i love it more when you doubt when you are no longer sure of what happens next and what follows this is the mystery of my being and i guess this is what you love in me, and i..."></div> </div> </div>

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