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Daniela Voicu |
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I wanted to cure myself
of you
killing my past,
easily washing my hands
of the blood that flows
from the wounds
filled with idylls.
I burned the past
and threw its ash
in the wind,
as your complex words...
I wanted to cure myself of you
walking upon time
and any expectation;
I still have my hands grubby.
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a șpraițirai di cumbăr a niciumbabier hoștolomec by labele-nsus
nu știu dacă am înțeles bine!
vot.
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Octavian Sergiu Ciurtin la data de
2008-07-30 17:51:45 |
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