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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=553288" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Four Hundred</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes the whole world spins out of control <br>While sometimes everything seems to makes sense.<br>But sense is just man’s perception of sanity.<br>Sometimes life’s simplicities are deceivingly so. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes complication fades away into the night, <br>A time of solitude and unawareness. <br>Sometimes the night’s a place of all-knowing, <br>The answer to Alexander’s knot.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we can’t save ourselves, <br>Sometimes we need a golden angle.<br>An angel to fly down from the heavens and cast a shadow of forgiveness.<br>Sometimes angels don't have time to save humanity, <br>Sometimes humanity can’t be saved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes pain doesn’t lead to perfection just more pain.<br>Sometimes practice doesn’t make perfection just mediocrity.<br>Sometimes what we want more then anything <br>Is the one thing we can’t have.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes the slightest ray of hope becomes<br>A moment of certainty.<br>Sometimes we wake up and realize that it’s all a dream, <br>The prospect of impossibility rears once more.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes we realize we were never asleep.<br>Sometimes the possibility of salvation <br>Is enough to make those most sane to ask questions, <br>Questions of conditional importance</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes time stops, <br>Stops without a whisper, <br>Without warning or heed.<br>Sometimes we aren’t ready for reality to reset.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes dreams are just dreams<br>But sometimes they are gateways, <br>Gateways to our desires, <br>Desires hidden beneath denial and sanity.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometimes it would be easier to lose sanity, <br>Familiar vexations thwart at the past<br>While world renowned dangers smile at the future.<br>Who knew xanthic locks could drive dedication<br>While swarthy musing could raise boredom.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who knew light would shower succession<br>While the kings throne shows naught.<br>Who knew everything must run its course, <br>Finish forever and today.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Everything must end but so soon? <br>As we find peace time dictates our futures, <br>Reminds us of our pasts, <br>Shows us were we’ve been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time isn’t a kind man, <br>A compassionate man, <br>Nor is he a forgiving man.<br>He shows us fixation but not change.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Never change.<br>We see the paths we’ve tread<br>But never where they lead.<br>Greater dementia in the corn maze is welcomed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A battle with ones own sanity<br>Proves to be greater then that of the sword, <br>Greater then that of the hammer, <br>And certainly greater then that of the suitor </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Though certainly not diverse.<br>The gift of capability will not be passed, <br>Neither shared nor spoken.<br>Inevitable rain will fall, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fall from a cloud of relief, <br>And remembrance of that great and fierce.<br>Fall from midnight ramblings too senseless to speak<br>And unfinished vows scripted before reflected</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tributes to almost; <br>Almost a life time of awkwardness, <br>Almost worlds apart, <br>Almost side by side.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sometime we just don’t run fast enough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by  - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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