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· Sonnet 20
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2005-10-26 | | It rains so heavy the windows And in my soul is dark and cold, A lonely teardrop slowly grows Beneath my eyelash sad and old. I watch the drops touching the earth, I hear their scream when they are dying All I can see is rain and dirt That stopped all of my dreams from flying. My life is grey, my song is sick No light embrace my feelings The string of life is old and thick And soon I’ll leave my earnings…
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