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good bye poem

Întuneric role sus
am auzit de vânt toate zile
el nu vorbeşte de bine
sub lună plină
plin de lacrimi
de la podea la tavan
pentru a veni atât de repede pentru a imaginat acest întuneric
Sunt febril
un pic de piersic a crescut în livada
i place sa obtina un timp departe
o dulce solemnă crezut
peste rooftops rasă umbre de nori
de adâncă şi de întuneric

 



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