MELANCOLIA FULGERULUI Vlad Neagoe are cosmognia în sânge. Închipuirea sa e inflamantă de spectacole terifiante, de convulsii metaf...
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The time is sliding quickly
one day I knew the unhappiness
I had to again learn to live alone ‒
I seem to hear the eternal voice
whiter than the rocks of the highest mounts.
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