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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-03-06 | [This text should be read in romana] | Durerea vietii… Ai trecut prin mine ca un zid, Iar cimitirul din inima mea a inviat ca un gand rigid. Un sarut din tine si m-ai binecuvantat in albul vietii. Ai parasit lumea…si ai inceput sa rabzi, in uitarea fricii Si eu am ramas etern…trist. De cand secretul vietii tale a-nceput apocalipsa-n mine. Ai zambit in ecoul vietii, Iar eu m-am vandut mortii, Devenind un mit pentru inima ta… rece si scaldata-n tacere.
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