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■ A wound that breathes Contact |
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Fara tine Soarele rasare
in ziua timpului ce fuge. Doresc sa-ti zic,dar nu ma auzi. Azi suntem flori iar maine cine stie. Imi lipseste al tau chip. Imi lipseste a ta privire. Imi lipseste a ta voce. Imi lipsesti tu. Nu stii nimic despre mine si eu despre tine. Tu esti linistea zilnica in timpuri ce fug. Tu nu-mi vezi ale mele buze. Tu nu-mi simti caldura. Tu nu-mi auzi vocea cum striga in vanturi. Dragostea pentru tine doboara stanci. Tu nevinovat privesti Cerul instelat si Luna plina.
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