<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494779" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Morning Chants</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">they are like<br>cicadas <br>chirping on the dry<br>seasons<br>trying to harmonize<br>the sadness of<br>the fallen leaves<br>every morning<br>when the winds are dead<br>when the chimes<br>are silent<br>there the chants begin<br>to fill in the spaces<br>of this dying town<br>my heart listens.</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=494779" data-title="The Morning Chants de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="they are like cicadas chirping on the dry seasons trying to harmonize the sadness of the fallen leaves every morning when the winds are dead when the chimes are silent there the chants begin to fill in the spaces of this dying town my heart listens."></div> </div> </div>

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