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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-06-20 | | Slurring sleepily into my mind, as I watch the moon rise, dragging suitcases full of memories, too hated to carry, too loved to throw away… You look tired, grown old, wrapped in yesterday, in used towels which barely cover your naked soul Someone hangs stars onto the sky like Christmas lights, and your image walks into the hungry sea which swallows you in its mirror, playful waves laugh at the young night like carefree children, reaching for my hands as I try to catch your ghostly form in the cool thunder, where it vanishes, slowly, melting into salt crystals with the fading moonlight Sybille(Sydney) Krivenko GISC2052924 2007
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