<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=575380" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Beautiful Ocean</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Blue gill in the lake of my childhood<br>Underneath the burning sugarcane of my childhood <br>Which I never truly saw: <br>Nor were there stolen bicycles in the canal, <br>Or rabbits holes to housewives bedrooms<br>I could not even interpret what I thought of you<br>Lost in the scars and sweats over all of<br>Those meandering afternoons the visions of<br>A Cyclops introduced to the kaleidoscope you<br>Can tell he is enamored and his senses<br>Have been turned it pigs, and yet<br>The beautiful ocean opens all around him like<br>A flower the rest of the heroes escape into<br>Her classes- and he doesn’t even care.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bret+R.+Crabrooke">Bret R. Crabrooke</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=575380" data-title="The Beautiful Ocean de Bret R. Crabrooke" data-description="Blue gill in the lake of my childhood Underneath the burning sugarcane of my childhood Which I never truly saw: Nor were there stolen bicycles in the canal, Or rabbits holes to housewives bedrooms I could not even interpret what I thought of yo..."></div> </div> </div>

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