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· the unspoken
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2003-11-13 | | A teardrop bounces back from the past. A curled memory strings into my thoughts. The stomach aches with long forgotten pain Past waves eat into the beach of tomorrow And start to chew my fingers with my mouth The sickened eye is turning inwards Into a cave of chattering voices. As a dusty rose unfolds to show the thorn A river of flames floods it, and it grows, But, somehow, it died along with my stupidity
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