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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491468" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Of Those We Started And Unfinished</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">there are those which we have already started<br>years back and still unfinished<br>no matter how we want to and this bothers us<br>today. we think how and we invoke why.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there are those which we finished those which we<br>have done so clumsily and we think we have done no justice<br>to what have been badly done and we think we are disturbed <br>that we decided that<br>this should have been undone<br> that we should go back to a certain beginning<br> and redo the things all over again <br>and give it its shape and color and place<br>that it rightly deserves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">these too bother us. <br>they keep on going back as dreams<br>nightmares to be specific<br>when we sleep they become nagging mouths inside our heads<br>an old woman wearing black begging to be fed a hearty breakfast<br>a small child so thin wanting to be hugged by your empty arms<br>a tiny black bird that cannot sing inside a very small cage<br>asking you to open a lock<br>a single leaf on a twig of a dead tree asking you <br>the hush of a sigh so it can fall and finally be free from the barks<br>sands of time so dry wanting to be wet with rain asking you<br>even for just a tear from your eye<br>so as to taste the dignity of its sorrow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the bother seemingly endless on an edgeless time<br>and space without doors<br>we invoke the power of the circle<br>so we can be just like it <br>something must have no beginning and no end<br>and it is given us in this sense of<br>this forgetting </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and just like a circle we move on like the way<br>a circle rolls itself on the edge of a square table and then</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we fall on something without a bottom<br>that vast ocean without a floor</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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