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And so the story goes, They tell me, When Sun meets Moon Inside The cryptic human soul On dunes of thought unfolded. I asked, And asked again The question mostly feared, Alas, the answer came too late, Silence had fell upon us. And so the story goes, They tell me, But I wonder how is it that they can speak? Silence is upon us. Inauntru Si asa stau lucrurile, Imi spun ei, Cand Soare intalneste Luna Inauntrul Cripticului suflet uman Pe dune de gand despaturit. Am intrebat, Si tot intrebat, Intrebarea cea mai temuta Dar vai, raspunsul a venit prea tarziu Tacerea cazuse peste noi. Si asa stau lucrurile, Imi spun ei, Dar ma intreb cum de pot vorbi? Tacerea ne sfarama.
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