<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509551" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>As The World Spins</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Nothing is left behind dying, <br>Save the things one can do without...<br>The best of the world is made better<br>And it is possible to arrive somewhere...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If the truth is significant, <br>Why nobody wants to believe or care? <br>That is the defense, that is the pretense<br>Which curses every motion<br>And poisons my devotion, <br>I cannot take it or leave it...<br>So, I will be always guessing<br>Until at last I do no longer recognize<br>The lover behind the mask...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Winter sent a spring day<br>To warm a frozen heart<br>When all seemed desolate<br>In need of a new start, <br>A cry was heard in heaven<br>And the clouds began to part...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mystery is never solved<br>Though never has it been resolved<br>With an adequate conclusion..<br>The story is sworn, I know who done it, <br>With each clue woven in my path, <br>A whispering note is attached...<br>This is the story of my life<br>That my destiny must defy<br>When facing the moment of truth...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Windows flew wide open<br>Welcoming the light air, <br>My mind was gently touched<br>Bringing forth a prayer<br>That I might see revealed, <br>The beauty of his care...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bonds of love never severed<br>But realized forever in the parting<br>It, alone, travels with a weary passenger<br>Over the sound of air<br>And across the whispers...<br>That weary passenger is me<br>With only thirty days to live<br>And ready to go forever<br>To the land of no return...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Just between God and me, <br>I feel much like this day, everyday<br>Until my last day finally arrive, <br>Knowing a greater joy, <br>Although I cannot stay, <br>For I am a stranger on Earth, <br>Here, a season away...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>©All Rights Reserved-2011</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Romeo+Della+Valle">Romeo Della Valle</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=509551" data-title="As The World Spins de Romeo Della Valle" data-description="Nothing is left behind dying, Save the things one can do without... The best of the world is made better And it is possible to arrive somewhere... If the truth is significant, Why nobody wants to believe or care? That is the defense, that is t..."></div> </div> </div>

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