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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495885" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Things Pass You By In The Most Simple Manner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">sometimes i feel so guilty<br>knowing that <br>things pass me by without<br>so much complication<br>no fuss<br>no complaints whatsoever</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like when the leaves start<br>falling <br>on a windy summer<br>on a very hot day<br>facing the penultimate moment<br>of their <br>unnoticed existences</div><div style="margin:10px 0">like the way the sun sets<br>ending itself <br>surrendering to the power<br>of the dark night<br>as though it is being eaten<br>slowly</div><div style="margin:10px 0">or the pond drying itself<br>giving all its water<br>to the greedy sun<br>the king of the drought<br>taking away everything</div><div style="margin:10px 0">no screams<br>no suits<br>no letter of protests <br>no hunger strike<br>no wars<br>no violence against civilians<br>or bombing of markets<br>or mosques<br>no taking of hostages<br>or exploding trains<br>and shooting pilots<br>in the air</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the world spins slowly<br>completing its journey for the day<br>many things happened<br>since dawn<br>but just the same i never heard<br>any scream <br>at the top of its poles</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and i wonder <br>how i sit here all day long<br>staring at the horizon<br>and beating the rails<br>with a stick<br>figuring our so many complications<br>when things would have been<br>simpler<br>if i did not use my mind<br>or wish that things should have<br>been this way<br>or that way</div><div style="margin:10px 0">things are simple<br>event are simple<br>and i begin to realize<br>i, must be simple too<br>less the pain<br>less the thinking.</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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knowing that 
things pass me by without
so much complication
no fuss
no complaints whatsoever

like when the leaves start
falling 
on a windy summer
on a very hot day
facing the penultimate moment
of their 
unnoticed exi..."></div>
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