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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495221" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Secret Pond</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">you know the way to the secret pond of my heart<br>meet me there<br>and stay there for a while</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you not notice the wild grass growing there? <br>think of me as the unintended<br>think of me as the wanton beauty of the grass<br>that plans nothing to spread anywhere<br>think of me as a free vine<br>bringing soon a flower to you lips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you notice the grey stones blunt and the pebbles black? <br>think of me as a certain hardness uncracked by the pain<br>of infidelities, think of me as pebbles that you through<br>after some sweet confidences after some utility<br>think of me as a stone that may kill a mocking bird</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you notice the stagnant waters there? <br>still, and quiet, and not flowing<br>it is what my love is all about, no noise, no words, no transfering<br>from one brook to another</div><div style="margin:10px 0">do you notice my absence? be patient, wait for a while.<br>soon i may come but like a cloud above that secret pond<br>i may just be a drifter, a passer by, a vagabond, a wisp of air, a hush<br>a ghost, a phantom, an image, a shadow, a mirage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">yes, it will still be sad and lonely.</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=495221" data-title="The Secret Pond de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="you know the way to the secret pond of my heart meet me there and stay there for a while do you not notice the wild grass growing there? think of me as the unintended think of me as the wanton beauty of the grass that plans nothing to spread any..."></div> </div> </div>
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