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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496491" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Transitions....</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">at first the house is one kind of a party<br>more friends are coming<br>you even let the mailman to have a drink<br>and stay for a while<br>though he has nothing to say just like<br>the masons and some carpenters</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then the house was almost burned<br>there was so much panic that day<br>the whole village talked about it for weeks</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of course, the house as usual is silent like<br>most rocks<br>to regain its solidity<br>it listens to the refreshes of the sea breeze<br>it resumes its pacific nature<br>facing the sea and learning from the past storms</div><div style="margin:10px 0">then something so horrible happens<br>but no one in the house is telling about it<br>the pillars shook and some walls gave in<br>a part of the roof was taken by the hurricane<br>but the house is still in tact</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>changes come into play<br>the gates are closed<br>the mailman is having a hard time pressing the door bell<br>the mail box is broken<br>and some thieves are anticipating that someday<br>they can get in and make their presence felt<br>perhaps to take<br>what is essential</div><div style="margin:10px 0">what they did not know is that<br>no one lives in this house anymore<br>all the memories are put into boxes and kept in the cellars<br>the house has become one mummified pharaoh<br>a pyramid that points to the sun<br>the village only talks about the built-in mysteries</div><div style="margin:10px 0">it is one kind of a cadaver surrounded by flowers<br>whose heart has been removed a few days ago</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and then the talk stops<br>and that was only when the last prayer was said.</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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you even let the mailman to have a drink
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though he has nothing to say just like
the masons and some carpenters

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