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Sometimes ...
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Every morning
I escape the quilt
as a hatchling
of the shell.
Every morning
I pass from crowd of black
in crowd of blue.
When it rains
rain colors
and crowds of black and blue
fill with puddles
puddle of colors.
Everyone
is a brush
an unseen painter
is drawing stripes with.
Sometimes it rains only in black and blue.
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- Viorel Petru Trifan
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