<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=576316" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Flaw</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I remembered last night.<br>I told the child<br>that that was not blood<br>on our friend's body, <br>only red flower petals<br>all wet from the rains, <br>and to be quiet, <br>or we would wake him up <br>and ruin the special dreams<br>that come from sleeping<br>under red flower petals.<br>There is a flaw in the face of man<br>called war<br>that begs the question: <br>does the memory of the dead<br>hold up the living? <br>Perhaps sleeping<br>under red flower petals <br>will cause me to forget about it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rebekah+Gamble">Rebekah Gamble</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=576316" data-title="The Flaw de Rebekah Gamble" data-description="I remembered last night. I told the child that that was not blood on our friend's body, only red flower petals all wet from the rains, and to be quiet, or we would wake him up and ruin the special dreams that come from sleeping under red flowe..."></div> </div> </div>

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