<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=574217" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Summer Of The Unlocked Door</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">It is raised up from the dust this earth of the silver maker, <br>her for me it was higher than the arm could and yet <br>infused as the rose I scented, starry nights stretch out. <br>O dresses flowing silver, towards me, therein you reach <br>and it faces to each of us. <br>There is the petaled flower of which, <br>and you open freely as the sun without obstacle. <br>May the white leaf, the flower did not run off nor divide the silver <br>from that kind of rare silver; O it is white, it does become you, <br>your cluster, thickly with the veined branch, <br>summer of the unlocked door <br>and it has the fruit which it matures, do.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Is+It+Poetry">Is It Poetry</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=574217" data-title="Summer Of The Unlocked Door de Is It Poetry" data-description="It is raised up from the dust this earth of the silver maker, her for me it was higher than the arm could and yet infused as the rose I scented, starry nights stretch out. O dresses flowing silver, towards me, therein you reach and it faces to..."></div> </div> </div>

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