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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=492347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rebuilding A Self</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">inside my mind are the stories they all related to me<br>when i was small, mama, what i like about mama, <br>was her story about the elastic man, who saved his<br>woman of affection from the deep well by simply<br>extending his rubber hands.<br>papa cannot be outdone, who with his reserved silence, <br>when we rode horses, and checked the tenants of the land, <br>told about the story of the emperor who had no clothes, <br>my son be always aware that people cannot be trusted<br>verify, check, counter check, do not believe outright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there were myths, and parables, there are theories<br>so many reminders about survival kits, <br>about being calm and reasonable, there is no rush, <br>time heals, people forget, sins are forgiven, matters of<br>the heart must be kept inside the chest, and the family<br>must always be the first to consider, less travels, save money, <br>keep secrets, everything in moderation, keep the readings, <br>donate to the church, be friendly with the powers that be, <br>compromise with the communists, give in to what you cannot<br>control, save the house, remember friends, be kind to animals, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am sculpted. I am like a stone shaped by the rain and<br>the air. I am tired. But i am not giving up. I like to be a new<br>house, not the renovated ancestral one.<br>I like to be in a strange place. I am going away then.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at the top of the mountain alone, (and powerful) where i<br>can think more, discard all my built-in beliefs, i carry nothing.<br>i talk to the wind. I look over the plain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sit alone and watch<br>the moon.</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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