<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530731" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Styrofoam Cup</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I crush a Styrofoam cup in my hands<br>And watch it crumble into a dry snow<br>That the wind carries from the barren land<br>Beneath me. I wonder where it will go—<br>If it will leave behind a scattered trail—<br>Pieces of itself strewn across the world.<br>In the future, when I try to inhale, <br>Will I breath-in a speck of the long-whirled<br>Ruins of my drink? Will they disappear<br>In the doldrums, the light, passing currents<br>And pressures that bathe whatever stands here? <br>Who knows where all our futures will be sent? <br>My crumpled Styrofoam cup blows away, <br>Insulating another winter's day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tim+Stensloff">Tim Stensloff</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=530731" data-title="Styrofoam Cup de Tim Stensloff" data-description="I crush a Styrofoam cup in my hands And watch it crumble into a dry snow That the wind carries from the barren land Beneath me. I wonder where it will go— If it will leave behind a scattered trail— Pieces of itself strewn across the world. In ..."></div> </div> </div>

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