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Roar of lion imprisoned between iron bars
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With the camera, I start hunting.
Two eyes roll eternally of volution everywhere
and I am silent and I listen and I breathe
the existence which turns
like a roar of lion imprisoned between iron bars
freedom strikes against
financial, demented,
existential bars
and dreams hangover bars
and there is still life
even if he bags on the streets
even if he is put by his mother
he smiles to me
He doesn`t go to the zoo,
but he sees a lot of animals,
prey and preyer animals And he similes beautifully to me
and he asks me \"how are you?\"
I am silent and I listen and I breathe
with the camera on my shoulder
recording his jungle
where I am the preyer
and he is the pray...
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- Ioana Camelia Sîrbu
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