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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494473" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Inability...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i should have gone to the other side</div><div style="margin:10px 0">beyond this boundary</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where i can be left alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to speak</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the wind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i should have flapped my wings</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and leave this place for good</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but what shall that wind have me to offer? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">what shall that island give me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">shall it entertain me with all my secret longings? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>shall the wind promise me more places for my own</div><div style="margin:10px 0">imaginative consumption? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">shall there be more strange ideas that i have to embrace</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like those whores in my </div><div style="margin:10px 0">silly dreams? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am staying because there is an ear of this page</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that is still listening</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is still the hand of your time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that is holding me</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so that my tongue can dance so that my eyes can see more</div><div style="margin:10px 0">about what is not here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">about what is not familiar about what i never hold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like love, like the minutest of affection</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for i am telling you</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have become a gong always sounding what nothing keeps on saying</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have not met love</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i have not shared affection</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am guilty as judged</div><div style="margin:10px 0">by the standards of the masses</div><div style="margin:10px 0">by the cruelty of the mob</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>the gallows of emptiness are hanging me in mid-air</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my feet cannot touch the ground</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my eyes cannot see the sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my arms are tied and can never touch freedom</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am as helpless as a dry leaf blown by the desert winds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">towards a horizon that is now</div><div style="margin:10px 0">beyond description.</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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beyond this boundary

where i can be left alone

to speak

to the wind

i should have flapped my wings

and leave this place for good

but what shall that wind have me to offer? 

what shall that island give m..."></div>
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