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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580549" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Too Soon (Dedicated To Mrs Tham My El Lit Teacher, hi PUALINA</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bluebells of June have finally been lost, <br>back to the earth that bore them, <br>throughout my life I will dread their flowering<br>for they scar a time of yearning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their coming fills me with the happiness<br>of memories of you, but they still gave me suffering<br>with the time of mourning for you<br>But yet these could still<br>Reveal the secret garden of my heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The forest floor, full of purple glory<br> scented gently of you, <br>one March we strolled its peaceful path<br>a meadow beneath our feet. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">A year passed in a blink of an eye, <br>And then you were gone<br>Later in the month of June, <br>came the anguish of my soul -<br>you left me far too soon, <br>Like the bluebells of June</div><div style="margin:10px 0">If only I could hear your voice, <br>the calming things you would say, <br>the earth itself would bow to my grief.<br>Like the bluebells every June, <br>You came and-<br>Gone too soon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">12/07/12</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Skylar+Stamon+Silver+Salvatore">Skylar Stamon Silver Salvatore</a><div class=q>
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back to the earth that bore them, 
throughout my life I will dread their flowering
for they scar a time of yearning.

Their coming fills me with the happiness
of memories of you, but they still gave m..."></div>
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