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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2013-11-25 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | an open window and a shout of girls with blossom sweet basil in the hair over the salmonoids rummage the depth of the rivers the springs want to find to lay the spawn in the darkness of an idea a snake left a precious stone on the roadmargin from now on the vineyards are blessed a corypheus with a must jug is waiting for us at the gate 2 Badea Cartan is older and older the way to Rome cannot go in the graveyard stopped to read a book is blowing slowly over yellowed leaves stuck on autumnal words 3 they are scattered in a cornflower bed warm love poems a laios the oracle listening while the sun sparkling touched by the steamy ringlets forming a cross 4 this year too for God’s sake we are healthy and can see grapes on the table little November cheerful with a bunch of cockscomb knocks at the gate children’s large eyes have a taste for the delicious apple and quince cakes golden leaves on the margins embroidered curtains with chrysanthemums at the windows Capsa brothers hurry up to serve general Joffre a little chocolate top hat 5 under the eaves nostalgia still nestling a long way through the desert have to fly the swallows to the evening service the woodpeckers call us on a path that leads to the mountain top the moon strolling has at the breast black currants and bilberries.
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