<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Last Season</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i now welcome the last season<br>it is not winter, it is the season of <br>forgetting, and next to it is spring<br>not really spring in the manner that<br>flowers bloom again<br>but it is the season for us who divided<br>by a very distant silence<br>shall begin a new journey<br>alone, because we want to think some more<br>without us together<br>a pair of tracks, crossing a river<br>a new slate of water erasing what<br>we have gone through<br>for we rise from the river and<br>approach another plain<br>it is the grass now that conceals<br>what our feet tread upon<br>it is the sound of softness<br>that greenness of<br>undiscovered ways</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=494568" data-title="The Last Season de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="i now welcome the last season it is not winter, it is the season of forgetting, and next to it is spring not really spring in the manner that flowers bloom again but it is the season for us who divided by a very distant silence shall begin a new ..."></div> </div> </div>

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