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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-05-31 | | silence is the snake hole where I try to breathe when you’re obsessed by height during nights my chest opens smelling of black hole rising angry the forehead you grab a hammer and break the moon from a generous tendency trying instantly a fugitive caress you know those days blacker than the nights from a heap of consciousness’ remains anguish extends itself as an infection it’s no need to draw near if you want to hear from a congenital curiosity the mourning of which sea roaring within my heart?
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