Poezie
life
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Mediu
Listen the grass it\'s growing
Under my barett feet...
To old to see it!
To deaf to hear it
Lisetn the wind it\'s crying inside my soul
Too tired to hear it
Too rusty to care,
And too disapointed to help...
Listen the time it\'s dying
Too busy to see it
And what about me
Can you see I am dying too?
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