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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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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-12-02 | | Youth by mazHur The devil of Youth descends on all and alike, Sweeping like a Tsunami,a thunder on hike. To the eye of youth all seems pretty and fine, Raw water tastes as if it were old, amber wine Youth needs no make-up no need for care; It's like gold dressed with gold,free from tare Youth's like a petal of a rose is rose itself, youth is fragrance, beauty, a mischievous elf; Youth breathes warmth and life into the dead cold of winter It fills summer's charring heat into fresh spring's tinter. Youth is nothing but the mortal essence of time; it pervades in the lucid moment of a melodious chime. Once gone the prince of youth never comes back, It's like a shot projected from a fiery flak. ,,,,,,,,,,,O,,,,,,,,,,
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