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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494546" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Kiss The Tongue And The Twitting Bird....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when you get near me when you<br>press your lips against mine, you shall feel the coldness of my dawn, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you keep your mind open like eyes staring at the sun, <br>yet what you see is still the haze, the fog hanging by the mountain</div><div style="margin:10px 0">since it has always been a very cold day, <br>when you put your tongue inside my mouth, you feel the rain rushing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">making a river of rippling waters and it is the force inside that<br>you will feel </div><div style="margin:10px 0">you close your eyes and trace where it is going, and you shall know<br>that every dropp of rain that makes this river </div><div style="margin:10px 0">is always going away from you away from us, and you start to browse<br>over the silence of the my day, and you shall find that this day is an</div><div style="margin:10px 0">empty page where all my words have already been erased because i do not want you to know anymore what i feel and who i am, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am detached, i am numb, and i do not wish to know what love is all about and where it is going, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i just like to hear a bird twitting alone on that old tree.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">whatever is it that it is singing, i do not really care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for what i know is that i am alive, and for what purpose, who cares?</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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press your lips against mine, you shall feel the coldness of my dawn, 

you keep your mind open like eyes staring at the sun, 
yet what you see is still the haze, the fog hanging by the mountain

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