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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=497679" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who Is The Real Problem?</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the real problem<br>i Do not have anything to do with my Life, it has only lonelines as the real cause of its misery. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i am the real problem<br>i Have figured out the real issue <br>Of the problem and <br>it is not capable of exact<br>Definition, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That seemingly is a problem apparently <br>Appearing to me as life but there is <br>No life in it <br>The right to call it life <br>Cannot be true, this is just to be frank about it. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I refer to the expertise of sorceress <br>She put some aluminates in cinders <br>And she figures out the illuminated forms of my <br>Problem, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">a snake is the illuminated form of my misery </div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is a snake in my house <br>Or <br>could be in my office or could be in my world. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The real problem is i <br>Do not believe the sorceress <br>And I am left with nothing to do but figure out the real <br>Problem in my dreams </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Planes taking off and exploding in mid air <br>Rivers rising flooding and making a town disappear <br>Bamboo poles with lots of coconut oil rubbed on its sides and I cannot climb <br>My way of jumping into murky rivers filled with goldfishes floating dead <br>A brook filled with feces and I am there swimming <br>A snake chasing me and I cannot run as fast as I can <br>and it bites me <br>And I </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wake up <br>profusely sweating and trembling </div><div style="margin:10px 0">i get a glass of water and <br>ThankGod that everything is simply <br>a bad dream </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The real problem really is, <br>On the other hand, <br>I waking up <br>and well, <br>Honestly wishing that all these dreams be true, <br>nonetheless </div><div style="margin:10px 0">nevertheless <br>Real true, so I explode with the plain in mid-air <br>And they cannot find an inch of me </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and I will fall to every climb to that oily bamboo pole <br>Down to my graves down to the deepest part of this earth <br>And I will drown in that big flood and disappear with the town <br>and lose myself in the murkiness of the brown river <br>And I will die suffocated in that brook of fecal matter and the snake <br>Finally bites me <br>and consistently <br>in reality <br>and I will be foaming saliva in my mouth frothing like one crazy fool </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dying in an instant. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">That is the real problem apparently.</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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i Do not have anything to do with my Life, it has only lonelines as the real cause of its misery. 

i am the real problem
i Have figured out the real issue 
Of the problem and 
it is not capable of exact
Definition, 

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