<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=583870" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Wires</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wires </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I was fourteen<br>when our literature teacher said: <br>‘For today’s homework <br>you have to write a poem about your arms’.<br>The next day I stood up before the class and recited: <br>‘My arms are like very, very long wires <br>with which I can embrace the whole world.'<br>The teacher said: ‘Very good, great metaphor’.<br>He died peacefully <br>just a few years before the Wireless Era. <br>Lucky for him, he escaped the struggle <br>of all these wireless things, <br>even wireless loves.<br>Meanwhile, I mourn for the death of my first great metaphor.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ndrek+Gjini">Ndrek Gjini</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=583870" data-title="Wires de Ndrek Gjini" data-description="Wires I was fourteen when our literature teacher said: ‘For today’s homework you have to write a poem about your arms’. The next day I stood up before the class and recited: ‘My arms are like very, very long wires with which I can em..."></div> </div> </div>

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