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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491530" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>On A Storny Day While You Are Driving Alone</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you drive towards home<br> alone<br>under a strong rain <br>and wind<br>the storm has come again<br>inside the car <br>you hear nothing<br>you only see<br> the mess outside<br> you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you do not turn on <br>the radio<br>there is nothing there <br>only the buzzing<br>the FM stations lost<br>in the midst of this <br>chaos<br>you hear the silence inside you <br>talking<br>it is tired of the day's<br> heavy workload</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you hear the sound<br>of the windswiper<br>you see the water <br>ahead of you along the <br>way<br>as the car cleans itself <br>so you may see the road<br>ahead<br>meeting you<br>the white bridge, <br> the thick lines of rain<br>like walls</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like some liquid ropes<br> bursting on the glass<br>there are no cars <br>meeting you<br> no lights<br>except the darkness <br>and <br>the leaves blown away<br>from you<br>you think and you know the<br>difference: <br>you are losing your sense <br>of home</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the sense of direction <br>insists <br>still towards this road<br>you do not like it <br>anymore, <br>you still think in the middle <br>of this storn<br>you want to stop and<br> watch the river <br>overflow<br>you wish the bridge is broken <br>you want it taken away<br>dismantled<br>you imagine there is<br> no more connection<br>whatever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you see nothing at the end, <br>what you see is simply <br>the storm<br>you stop again on the side of the road <br>where the tree shall fall and<br>you are under it, <br>you do not think of the car, <br>or of yourself anymore<br>what is there anyway? <br>there is no one waiting, <br>there is nothing worth meeting<br>and surely<br>life is not worth living</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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 alone
under a strong rain 
and wind
the storm has come again
inside the car 
you hear nothing
you only see
 the mess outside
 you

you do not turn on 
the radio
there is nothing there 
only the buzzing
the FM stations lost
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