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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2003-12-06 | | The light bulb is trembling, The shadows seem sick and uncertain, I'm in the crowd...trembling, I cry out my pain, my visions. I'm longing towards a light, A firm light is what I need... I found one! Please stay... But as I get closer, it starts to tremble. And runs away, away from my arms, I had it in mind...for a while, Lost in the crowd, I'm sinking within, The noises' shadows, the shadows' noise... I hear it in my head, I feel it in my heart, Waves of hanging light bulbs, Coming nearer when I run away... The tempest of shadows and noise.
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