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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=566569" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>No time to chase the wind</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My life had started, as i feel my life will end<br>with twists, and turns, curves, and a bend<br>I used to race the wind, and fight the storms<br>an endless game, between me, and shaded forms<br>i would try and try, but always fail<br>i was determined to win, i was just behind, i had it by the tail<br>i was to beat the wind i swore it so<br>at any costs i would win, i had a lifetime to go<br>But i was only a child, and i neglected to see<br>that as i grew older, the wind eluded me<br>there's no time for chasing the wind, to much work you see<br>the wind had won again, how could this be<br>i spent all my life, running, and running, so far away<br>never would i stop, there was no time to stay<br>theres no time for chasing the wind anymore<br>my joints are old and sore<br>my days are numbered, i bow down to thee<br>i give in to you, i have lost all strength, i'm stiff as a tree<br>my limbs have grown tired, my lungs out of air<br>i'v run for so long, i haven't a care<br>there's no time for racing the wind, thats it, no more<br>a silence befell the field, the wind and ceased, he dropped to the floor.<br>have you grown tired as well, is it time to rest<br>has this game gone on long enough, have i passed the test<br>i'm so tired now, so very tired now, all i want is to lay here...<br>lay here only a moment, he lay on the ground, silent and calm, <br>his chest rises and drops, it rises, then stops... his breath is long gone he draws his last breath, and his spirit carried on. <br>The wind swept away his soul and he traveled within the breeze. <br>at last he could see, what he had fought for so long<br>so peaceful, so light, serene as a romantic song<br>There is no time to chase the wind, you've carried on<br>theres no time to chase wind, for the wind is far gone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>In memory of my great grandfather <br>William Powers</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Collin+Hagan">Collin Hagan</a><div class=q>
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with twists, and turns, curves, and a bend
I used to race the wind, and fight the storms
an endless game, between me, and shaded forms
i would try and try, but always fail
i was determined to win, i ..."></div>
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