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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=496984" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>We Dream Of A Soul</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">the convict roams the earth<br>searching for a place to call home<br>each door that he knocks<br>shuts him out<br>the world does not have any space<br>for him to be<br>at least<br>this man for another chance<br>in change<br>for the better</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we tell him<br>he has a soul <br>we tell him<br>he must rise<br>from his body</div><div style="margin:10px 0">so one day he dreams he has one<br>he believes what we had been saying<br>he has a soul<br>he has a spirit to embolden his body<br>one that rises above his curse his adversity </div><div style="margin:10px 0">did we not deceive him? <br>leaving him in such a dream<br>redemption, resurrection, those fit for gods<br>and the chosen ones? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">look at him<br>wandering again, knocking from door to door<br>moving from one place to another<br>looking for that bishop who must adopt him</div><div style="margin:10px 0">jean valjean, in your misery and the coming miseries<br>where can this bishop be? <br>this century, where beliefs are given<br>where nothing that satisfies your belly is still hidden.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">we dream of a soul<br>we negate this body, this flesh, this daily dying</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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searching for a place to call home
each door that he knocks
shuts him out
the world does not have any space
for him to be
at least
this man for another chance
in change
for the better

we tell him
he has a soul 
we tell..."></div>
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