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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497136" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>What I have in my hands</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I have in my hands <br>Are few petals</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of flowers in different colors <br>Some pure white, without odors </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I have in my hands too<br>Are little birds with some dreams</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wanting to fly to heights <br>Wanting to erase frights </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I have are some things plain <br>Something direct nothing to explain </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Call them an essay or prologue to a play <br>No metaphors inserted nothing to display </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wisdom plain and simple <br>A tribute to a child’s dimple </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no complication <br>There is no sophistication </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who makes them a poem is you <br>What makes them alive is you too </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no other <br>There is no bother </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no other who gives them a feel <br>Except you and one long electrical eel </div><div style="margin:10px 0">What I have in my hands are all yours <br>They are not mine they are free they are all for free<br> <br>They are meant to be <br>To be free for you</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=497136" data-title="What I have in my hands de Ric S. Bastasa" data-description="What I have in my hands Are few petals Of flowers in different colors Some pure white, without odors What I have in my hands too Are little birds with some dreams Wanting to fly to heights Wanting to erase frights What I have are some thi..."></div> </div> </div>
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