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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521281" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To whom it may concern</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">As the moon argues with clouds<br> In winter's tormented sky<br>A frail life lingers in the shadows<br>Waiting for deaths hello<br>To glide over the river of Styx<br>On the spirit of his funeral swan.<br>.<br>Through frosted windows, <br>A whispered orb appears<br>Hovering over mortal conscience<br>Mirrored in masked apparitions, <br>Around the candles flicker.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Voices fill the room<br>Calling the cemeteries dead<br>Calling witness to this passing<br>And In the Rocking chair a figure</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Speaking, plumes of mist<br>Looking from a dark abyss<br>Where once there was a face, <br>The scratching of a Quill, <br>Writing, moving across a veil of grey, <br>Hiding the pages beneath<br> <br>The quill of mankind<br>Is Here to empty your soul, <br>Though your heart will try and hide, <br>The truth, <br> The person that is you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in his wisdom<br>Creation gave you a conscience <br>And that will always betray <br>This person that was you<br>And another testimony is taken<br>In the trial of Mankind</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Cooke">Steven Cooke</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=521281" data-title="To whom it may concern de Steven Cooke" data-description="As the moon argues with clouds In winter's tormented sky A frail life lingers in the shadows Waiting for deaths hello To glide over the river of Styx On the spirit of his funeral swan. . Through frosted windows, A whispered orb appears Hovering ..."></div> </div> </div>
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