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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=494796" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Mother And The Little Child</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is a feeling sometimes that there are two of us<br>in one room, <br>when one talks one hears an echo<br>but there is no surprise</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this happens most of the time<br>one must stand corrected</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is a war being waged<br>the other one is dominant and calls the other stupid<br>who after all does not listen<br>and simply does what is felt what is wanted what is needed for<br>the time being</div><div style="margin:10px 0">there is a wolf there and there is an white lamb<br>there is a witch and there is a trusting traveler of a child</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one feels that this is just a cottage and lodging thing<br>something that you can stay for the night and then leave early morning<br>tomorrow and then<br>shrug your shoulder and forget what happened<br>on that dark night</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when one cannot believe it and hence simply thinks that <br>it is just a dream<br>or even call it a dismissible nightmare<br>something that is inevitable</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and as one pinches his arm<br>that thing<br>that horrible thing is simply forgotten</div><div style="margin:10px 0">one goes on a usual journey<br>taking with him two shattered faces within him<br>the dominant one keeps talking and talking<br>like a nagging mother<br>and just the same that little child inside you keeps its games<br>not minding everything.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For as long as the toy is in the hands<br>and for as long as it is not too dark to stop playing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'who cares? ' that is what is being muttered.</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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in one room, 
when one talks one hears an echo
but there is no surprise

this happens most of the time
one must stand corrected

there is a war being waged
the other one is dominant and calls t..."></div>
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