<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540922" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Visit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I stand in quiet by the stream,<br>and wait for a key.<br>Either I was left behind or I<br>left something close;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">a part of my life doesn't move.<br>There's a loss as if all<br>of history has been replayed<br>in the dramas lived here.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">These horses don't know me,<br>and the epoch is new.<br>The fields are fields, the silver<br>air no truer than anything else.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Zorika+Petic">Zorika Petic</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=540922" data-title="The Visit de Zorika Petic" data-description="I stand in quiet by the stream, and wait for a key. Either I was left behind or I left something close; a part of my life doesn't move. There's a loss as if all of history has been replayed in the dramas lived here. These horses don't know me, a..."></div> </div> </div>

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