<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=533360" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Grown up kids..</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The city full of neon and xenon, <br>Vaporizing old mercury, <br>As the inert gases are the best, <br>Not to feel the love of electrons.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cozy malls and slippery tiles, <br>Protective sandals, shoes and chapels, <br>Gliding along the pretty petty stalls, <br>Glass barriers along the staircases, <br>Elevators, lifts and foyers..</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fast food chained the stomachs, <br>Of hungry crowd, where roasted, <br>Imported coffee and teas, <br>In tall white cups and glasses, <br>Just to taste and the rest to leave, <br>Branded shops hold the tagged garments, <br>Just to buy and keep unwrapped.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sales is everywhere, but dollars is ours, <br>Can spend it as if have no more dawn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joyous grouping in the loneliest bars, <br>Gulping the happy hours, To return to be scared.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Happy is life and we are living a loving life, <br>When we fail to take care, We will be taken care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joyous nights always young and we never grow old, <br>stopped growing at teen, not only the body, <br>also our mind. Toys are our hobby, <br>and we play with our toys day and night.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We are grown up kids...</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Veeraiyah+Subbulakshmi">Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi</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=533360" data-title="Grown up kids.. de Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi" data-description="The city full of neon and xenon, Vaporizing old mercury, As the inert gases are the best, Not to feel the love of electrons. Cozy malls and slippery tiles, Protective sandals, shoes and chapels, Gliding along the pretty petty stalls, Glass ..."></div> </div> </div>

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