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grandma poem

atunci când noapte drifts-a lungul strazile orasului
aceste inimi au fost de ţesut uman bucuriile si pasa
nepoliticos de pod
o privire, dar este o rază
i nu arde tămâie
melancolie, albastru a fost
zi, se face
cer au fost ashen şi sobru

 



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