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· Sonnet 20
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
Round Table
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| every time when we hold on to our memories locked up under the shell of a useless thing a shadow of a doubt breaks the smile that barely flickers in the corner of the mouth as if we bit from a sour grape and then, the grey folds of death flutter somewhere, in an uncertain but sufficiently perceptible place like a cold and kind breeze shortly caressing our hair on a sunset bathed beach
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