<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499157" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Leaves In The Wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I'm no longer at the top of my mind.<br> '…only the best that he can be.'<br>I bumped my head. I'm getting old.<br>No longer sharp. My humor's flat.<br>But that's ok. I'll play my hand.<br>I'll win this game; <br>that's even if the game and score<br>are merely settings in my mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rick+Stokes">Rick Stokes</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=499157" data-title="Leaves In The Wind de Rick Stokes" data-description="I'm no longer at the top of my mind. '…only the best that he can be.' I bumped my head. I'm getting old. No longer sharp. My humor's flat. But that's ok. I'll play my hand. I'll win this game; that's even if the game and score are merely setti..."></div> </div> </div>

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