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Saturday, August 9, 2008
Toropeala
Dogoritor in august ne pierdem suflul ierbii. Talpile goale ne poarta-n uitare pe-un cer de violet. Si-mi ierti si vise si lemne putrezite. Nu stiu sa-ti luminez zborul ultimului inorog. Liniste. Si-ngenunchez.
1 comment:
nimeni nu mai e ca ralu...
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