<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493193" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Somethings Become Missing....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the first thing in the morning is not a cup of coffee</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is cold as usual<br>and the heavy rain last night just stops</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that must make me survive<br>but it is as personal as the</div><div style="margin:10px 0">armpits</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it could even be the bland taste of my<br>own saliva</div><div style="margin:10px 0">keeping myself intact with my own<br>resources</div><div style="margin:10px 0">nothing about cups of coffee and</div><div style="margin:10px 0">melting butters<br>it is the fingers that we press upon</div><div style="margin:10px 0">words that we play with our own tongues</div><div style="margin:10px 0">hugged by our teeth</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=493193" data-title="Somethings Become Missing.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="the first thing in the morning is not a cup of coffee it is cold as usual and the heavy rain last night just stops that must make me survive but it is as personal as the armpits it could even be the bland taste of my own saliva keeping myself..."></div> </div> </div>

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