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· Dan Coman and Serban Axinte, Sunday, Novemeber 23rd, 2008 at Deko’s Literary Circle
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-01-26 | | the hands pierce through the word’s masonry talking without caring for reason that always weighs they sniff the matter with the independence’s immodesty uncover and polish the hearts’ amber betray their flames close your eyes and do push through for fingers the caress staying aloft falls down alike an odd butterfly on a realm without flowers the hands are likewise the light sifting rains of tears they are swords dressed in green foliage of spring times from foreheads or aeruginous of autumns from shoulders they open the memory's nightstands whilst praying they open themselves likewise silence’s buds for forgiving for embracing always before thinking they get shiver whilst playing they are scorching or icy pulpy or dry ivy with roots deeply root-bounded within souls the windows of some empty compartments or the tamped passages searching for doors together raise and draw near the divine breath before the pronunciation or even instead it the hands betray the destiny and help the ecstasy to survive to the instant writing down the flashes of lightning from the heart’s sky and the rivers that gnawed and swallowed the banks of the body
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