<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514282" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Becoming Nobody</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">In search of a missing clock<br>he went to the city of a fake encounter.<br>It was irrelevant to find<br>the lost tunnel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was no street without a rustle.<br>The sap of tall trees had bloomed<br>into jaws of death.<br>He stepped on a land mine<br>and blew himself<br>to reach the truth.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And his gift was an<br>apostate of me.<br>The tenth day moon will<br>celebrate my becoming nobody.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rivals will have<br>a field day<br>dancing on my shroud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Satish+Verma">Satish Verma</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=514282" data-title="Becoming Nobody de Satish Verma" data-description="In search of a missing clock he went to the city of a fake encounter. It was irrelevant to find the lost tunnel. There was no street without a rustle. The sap of tall trees had bloomed into jaws of death. He stepped on a land mine and blew himsel..."></div> </div> </div>

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