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· Dan Coman and Serban Axinte, Sunday, Novemeber 23rd, 2008 at Dekos Literary Circle
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-05-15 | | I do not know if it is right To go to the Tropics Like you say . To take out all of our clothes , Covering us just with sand . Perhaps it would be nicer To take away all your brushes and colors And dress my body with arabesques ... To learn to count : one drawed together with one Somewhere ... to the sunset. Unknowledge of barren sand Trade wind , smelling like salt , You always read in my sole Other and other meanings That you bury under the threshold between frozen and warm.... Sand above me....and you-wind .
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