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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=581398" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Unusual Love</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our desires flew like birds in the mornings<br>	When we were waked by the bells of dreams<br>	Hypnotized and ready for another round of living</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We would walk down the street of a foreign city mesmerized<br>By our own history seen on the streets and in the gardens<br>Filled with exotic flowers and the grass; you loved the grass</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	You said you would teach me everything<br>	I never found out really what but I accepted you as mentor<br>	To learn whatever might be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I accepted the usual, but unusual, ways of life<br>And lived a life I never thought I would.<br>It became a typhoon passing through paradise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	You accepted my gifts but perhaps not my ideas<br>	I thought I knew you<br>	Although I hardly knew if I knew myself; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I learned to accept your unusual, but usual, ways<br>Your strange thoughts about living and dreaming and mixing living with dreams<br>I learned to like your usual ways of presenting unusual desires</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	What about psychology? <br>	There is no way to analyze the working of the brain machine, <br>	Working billions of cells, transmitters, and neutrons<br>	<br>Flying, fighting, competing<br>How do ideas come to life? <br>That was another hard question.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	I was not able to find out anything about anything, <br>	Except that I was alive and felt alive and yet felt dead as well; <br>	I watched rain, fog, horses, birds, and trees, and I watched the blue; </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I really loved watching the blue every day; <br>You loved the same, although maybe for different reasons; <br>Maybe we loved each other for different reasons too.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	Did we hate each other? <br>	I felt I hated you not a few times.<br>	Did you hate me? Maybe you did as well sometimes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And maybe you still hate me<br>When you think of that July when the blue was everywhere<br>With the white dot in the middle, shining like the first time</div><div style="margin:10px 0">	When everything was green<br>	And you were glistening in the middle of the blue, the green, the summer, <br>	But I was not there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dejan+Stojanovic">Dejan Stojanovic</a><div class=q>
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