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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=491792" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Our Life Here On Earth</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is all about mumbling<br>about nothing at all... some</div><div style="margin:10px 0">however, <br>make a lot of noise<br>and chatter<br>hoping that they can<br>be heard<br>and be adjudged as<br>something or someone<br>or somebody, but..... the ashes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">tell, the wind blows, and leaves<br>that scar of <br>nothing on<br>the floor....you rebel upon this, , , </div><div style="margin:10px 0">thought, claiming...<br>we were born in paradise<br>descended upon<br>our parents from that apple tree<br>of an ancient life, <br>progeny of the <br>classical times, ...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">everyday, everyday is everyday<br>echoing <br>suffering, temporary bliss, <br>worked out joys, worn out lamentations, <br>grief, tears of magnitude, <br>humanity undressed<br>thin emaciated bodies <br>hungry and painful minds <br>....tell me what is there <br>to say that life is worth living? ...ah, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">if only i was not brainwashed<br>with all those<br>beliefs that stick to my mind<br>like goddamn <br>hell, .. i should not have hoped<br>about rewards<br>on those rooms<br>reserved for those who survive<br>the hurts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i wait, i am patient, i am kind, <br>i must be anxious, hoping that <br>it is not nothing but something<br>somewhere, someone, <br>somebody, ...that i live in this<br>real world <br>with a touchable future....i am</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my hands, my body, <br>i am<br>spirit, i am mumbling, ...i am<br>not <br>nothing at all.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the world has a thousand eyes, <br>a million hands, <br>when it speaks it does not waste<br>any word.</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=491792" data-title="Our Life Here On Earth de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="it is all about mumbling about nothing at all... some however, make a lot of noise and chatter hoping that they can be heard and be adjudged as something or someone or somebody, but..... the ashes tell, the wind blows, and leaves that scar of ..."></div> </div> </div>
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