Poezie
When sun rises
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Mediu
I wake up in a morning of a monday
I trusted my dream, and that all will be ok
But sun was rised for some hours
And I lost my princes of my dream tower.
When at night sun goes down,
I\'m free and walking through the town,
I watch at his colour, some black colours
And I think how sun can cover all of this.
The next morning, I wake up happy
Coes sun was rised and flew like a rabbit,
I go to bed back, to take a sleep
To dream and to be free in deep.
From now on I wake up to sun rise
Coes I love the colours of the sky.
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