<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=495977" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This Is What I Can Say....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">when i climb uphill<br>you know what i do over there, <br>when i go back to the plains<br>and spend more time walking<br>you mistake me for<br>the flower gatherer<br>or the child at play<br>cutting flowers and<br>segregating petals<br>giving them to the<br>blowing winds...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what matters to me is <br>what you know but what matters<br>most, is what you guess...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am no flower gatherer.<br>i am no longer a child either.</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=495977" data-title="This Is What I Can Say.... de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="when i climb uphill you know what i do over there, when i go back to the plains and spend more time walking you mistake me for the flower gatherer or the child at play cutting flowers and segregating petals giving them to the blowing winds... wh..."></div> </div> </div>

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