<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=493902" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Building....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">sometimes he is so concerned about the facade of the building, <br>asking if the signage is correct, <br> the color of the paint, <br>the metal used, <br>he walks away, <br>holds his chin, <br>takes a look again, <br> and turns his face<br>smirks, <br>he sits on the side of the road<br>fronting the structure<br>he is silent<br>and then comes up with a word<br>but he does not want to say it, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">definitely there will be no changes in the facade<br>she tells him firmly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">just like what her mother did to her dad<br>whom she always called stupid<br> lazy-bone<br>good for nothing<br>male, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">he is different<br>he sees to it that history does not repeat itself this time<br>he calls the engineer<br>thru his celfon</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>'my own decision finally is to demolish the building' he said<br>with a firm deep voice<br>like the ocean<br>he assumes the shape of<br>the whale <br>this time.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there will be no other one, <br>the land must have only space<br>nothing but space<br>no one deserves to be <br>in this place anymore</div><div style="margin:10px 0">she commented though<br>everything is for sale<br>at the right price.</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=493902" data-title="The Building.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="sometimes he is so concerned about the facade of the building, asking if the signage is correct, the color of the paint, the metal used, he walks away, holds his chin, takes a look again, and turns his face smirks, he sits on the side of..."></div> </div> </div>

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