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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=535595" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Hog Which, Something, Is A Beginning - For Tom Gone Awandering, Somewhat Shakespherical</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">.<br>1</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haven't heard of, from you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Are you OK or mighty fine? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps in love merely which</div><div style="margin:10px 0">is why one escapes mortal time, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">friends, especially such as I? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or is it 'me'? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>No matter the matter.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wondering how, where.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And how fare you, farther flung.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or me, the further sending these</div><div style="margin:10px 0">unasked, unsought. Few to send</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to who might care or at least be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">bothered yet not required just</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a basket to catch my froth enough</div><div style="margin:10px 0">at this stage.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Sired upon rock and thus know </div><div style="margin:10px 0">stones for suck, I am more that </div><div style="margin:10px 0">one, not to inflate, in parable, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">who sows seed upon rock. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Some roots may come but come </div><div style="margin:10px 0">high wind or burning heat, well, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">one gathers what can, what's </div><div style="margin:10px 0">left, sees if something be woven </div><div style="margin:10px 0">from strands perhaps become the </div><div style="margin:10px 0">better farmer more patient the </div><div style="margin:10px 0">more resigned by far for attempts </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and fated reaping life's own rock.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But, not complaining.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gonna, rather, go hog wild, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">burst open, try make sense</div><div style="margin:10px 0">of messes/mezzes, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">pinky raised effetely to offend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>2</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One can arrive at such a place</div><div style="margin:10px 0">where one's no longer 'scaped</div><div style="margin:10px 0">all this - those who consent -</div><div style="margin:10px 0">who becomes arrives but willing</div><div style="margin:10px 0">participant in inexorable awake</div><div style="margin:10px 0">which as yet does not totality ken; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">always the upended flames are </div><div style="margin:10px 0">rushing, vortices assumed progress </div><div style="margin:10px 0">an assumption only a wish but </div><div style="margin:10px 0">sweetness, but tenderness for </div><div style="margin:10px 0">some few beloved</div><div style="margin:10px 0">things may steer, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">may guide some, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">stir us, even me, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">oink oink, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">forward, ahead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One cannot be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">sweet toward all</div><div style="margin:10px 0">except in mind</div><div style="margin:10px 0">alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Alone, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the hog loves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">lowly, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">loves slowly, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">but it loves</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thing by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thing which, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">something, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">is a beginning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>I am for something.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Warren+Falcon">Warren Falcon</a><div class=q>
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Haven't heard of, from you.

Are you OK or mighty fine? 

Perhaps in love merely which

is why one escapes mortal time, 

friends, especially such as I? 

Or is it 'me'? 


No matter the matter.

Wondering how, where.

And how fare you, farth..."></div>
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