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Not much
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So much frailness in the way
she’d walk around in summer haze
eyes in tears,rains of alcohol
She’d run down the chimney,like a lost bird
Bringing presents and all kinds of wierd stuff
She would paint words and joys and dolls and
the houses she built they were quaqeproof
yet,it will all drown one day
like an olive in a martini glass
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- Autor
- Rotaru Andrei
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- Poezie
- Cuvinte
- 62
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- 1 min
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- 9
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