<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=490609" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Lull</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">time is a lullaby<br>the being inside a being<br>is like a baby inside a cradle<br>of the arms of a mother<br>inside is inside and further is another further<br>somehow when farther goes farther<br>there is more to become<br>rather than find an exit and then enter<br>another door and close it and live there<br>and then bone after bone<br>you take away what is left of <br>the self after the flesh is consumed<br>by another hungry flesh.<br>there is a lull in boredom<br>there is a escape that longs for<br>another greater escape.<br>i know you're tired listening to this<br>but does it really matter?</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=490609" data-title="Lull de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="time is a lullaby the being inside a being is like a baby inside a cradle of the arms of a mother inside is inside and further is another further somehow when farther goes farther there is more to become rather than find an exit and then enter ano..."></div> </div> </div>

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