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nature poem

a venit şi mi-a luat de mână
undeva am citit-o ţară străină, vechi, ruginit poveste
un poet, având în frâu luate de pe limba
răspândire sub un copac castan
ea cunoaşte o versiune ieftine
i loathed te
corpolent, clipocire bondar
ca am acoperit în minciună, în ecranate
hypocritic de zi
plecat sunt cele trei, cele surori rare
lumina lunii adânc şi ofertă
vezi i dau eu de tine


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