<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491667" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Once, if memory serves me well, life was a banquet where every wine flowed and every heart revealed itself.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">once<br>in that banquet table i drink<br>and got drunk and danced so wildly<br>and exposed<br>my nudity, and people laughed at me<br>and said: there you are<br>you are not like us<br>you are too tiny like a gnat<br>and stinking like<br>a glut</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i slept that night and they all left me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that morning i gathered my shirt and brief and pants<br>combed my hair with my fingers and cleaned myself with my own tongue<br>like a cat with my paw </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i gathered all the pieces all the days of my life<br>and began assembling my parts<br>alone because they all left me because they all find me ugly<br>and disgusting</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then i left the place and searched for home<br>far i have walked and traveled<br>and never rested</div><div style="margin:10px 0">only to find that everything is just within the reach of my own hands<br>this heart this mind this self<br>who else? but me, this love this hurt<br>this peace</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the rest are but appendices<br>and must be discarded.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">now life is a private show<br>even if you cry alone, your tears are still yours<br>salty, but not bitter<br>wet but still gleaming.</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=491667" data-title="Once, if memory serves me well, life was a banquet where every wine flowed and every heart revealed itself." data-description="once in that banquet table i drink and got drunk and danced so wildly and exposed my nudity, and people laughed at me and said: there you are you are not like us you are too tiny like a gnat and stinking like a glut i slept that night and they al..."></div> </div> </div>

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