<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=514431" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Connect The Prophets</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Outside me was a howling light <br>tracing a path.<br>Ending the struggle <br>of abstract thoughts. <br>The night was full of hidden flares. <br>The day was a luxury, <br>full of exclusiveness.<br>We must not cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wounds turned up <br>like fireflies in dark.<br>I groped in my inner expanse to know what was not. <br>My fears were agitating. <br>Perhaps the unknown was unfolding <br>a sad chapter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time always turned back. <br>I joined the circle of heels. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ultimately the crowd thins out. <br>The soul strips to the bone. <br>The void heals the grief, <br>and the twisted roots, <br>connect the prophets.</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=514431" data-title="Connect The Prophets de Satish Verma" data-description="Outside me was a howling light tracing a path. Ending the struggle of abstract thoughts. The night was full of hidden flares. The day was a luxury, full of exclusiveness. We must not cry. The wounds turned up like fireflies in dark. I grope..."></div> </div> </div>

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