<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=509744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Thinking...</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Headlines of judgment<br>Across the gates of heaven...<br>Self conscious reporting<br>The errors of my deeds...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I can visit sometimes<br>Though I am still a quest<br>Of human transgression-<br>I know someday- when I die<br>There will be a way<br>To follow through-<br>To leave behind the sin<br>And enter freely in-<br>But today, I must return<br>Scared by the evidence<br>Of my imperfection...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Witnessing this side <br>Of immortality<br>I seem to walk endlessly<br>Preferring to find my way<br>Than be taken there<br>Through the tunnels of the earth...<br>But I cannot move<br>Without consequence<br>Or think clearly<br>Without some disturbance<br>Clinging like lint<br>To the fabric of my mind...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For God's sake-leave me alone! ! ! <br>The battle is not even<br>Between me and the world-<br>It is in another dimension<br>Otherwise un-apprehended<br>Except for the vision<br>Of mortal action...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Those harbingers of revelation<br>Insist upon the will<br>A dirty foreign to the skill<br>Of man-unquestionably<br>Waiting to be fulfilled...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>©All Rights Reserved-2009</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=509744" data-title="Thinking... de Romeo Della Valle" data-description="Headlines of judgment Across the gates of heaven... Self conscious reporting The errors of my deeds... I can visit sometimes Though I am still a quest Of human transgression- I know someday- when I die There will be a way To follow through- To le..."></div> </div> </div>

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