<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495458" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Traveler</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">alright i did it<br>upon your wishes<br>i went to San Isidro<br>i hate the place<br>there are no trees</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Papa died<br>even in that last moment<br>he smiled for me<br>i am his guy<br>i followed him<br>his every wish</div><div style="margin:10px 0">not mine of course<br>i love San Francisco<br>my friend all live there<br>they made themselves<br>to their own images<br>nothing<br>is a mimicry</div><div style="margin:10px 0">alright i need not<br>regret it<br>i have life too<br>i can buy my own bed<br>and sleep <br>the rest of the day<br>feeling<br>so invigorated<br>not a bigot<br>or an <br>ergot</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the years are flashes of<br>lighting<br>one gets attuned to the heavy rain<br>and those who are dead<br>have become mere numbers<br>you shift channels and<br>choose<br>to travel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">alright i am now in San Francisco<br>the gate is not<br>golden<br>it is only in the mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i never calculated that it is<br>even colder<br>than the cold that i imagine</div><div style="margin:10px 0">my friends are no longer my friends<br>time spent for waiting has become<br>an anger</div><div style="margin:10px 0">alright i walk alone<br>but know what? i have no fear<br>i love being alone now<br>i am enjoying sunset</div><div style="margin:10px 0">red orange, flaming yet<br>mellow to my eyes<br>the sun is inside my heart<br>and it is burning</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=495458" data-title="The Traveler de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="alright i did it upon your wishes i went to San Isidro i hate the place there are no trees Papa died even in that last moment he smiled for me i am his guy i followed him his every wish not mine of course i love San Francisco my friend all live ..."></div> </div> </div>

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