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dezbraca-ma cu totul
de cuvinte,
si lasa-ma goala,
ca atunci cand m-ai privit
prima oara in ochi.

(epilog)
in pestera arde cuvantul,
degetele-s scrum a tristete
adanc, mai adanc, catre tine -nicaieri
                             catre mine- niciodata,


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I find myself in Kuweit, smoking on a couch, in the middle of my life, on a road I have no idea where It will lead; maybe I am a bit nostalgic about myself, maybe it's because I'm all alone and the light is dim while my eyes still hurt. 

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thank you stranger

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neputinta asta e incolcacita dinauntru; mi-e carnea amortita-n nemiscare. as vrea sa zac pana s-ar scurge tot timpul si ne-am naste din nou
cu pietre in mana fugarind animale si inventand focul.

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