I finally reach the best I’ll be Turning the words back into me For there’s no truth bespoke to hide It echoes both inside/outside Then, all I’m made…
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Saptamana asta mi-a fugit, iar, printre degete, si mi-a lasat urme sapate ca atunci cand te botesti de la perna, ori strangi prea tare in pumn un con de brad.…