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Zbor frint

Posted on June 15, 2011 by

Storurile de lemn se deschid scirtiind lejer si in camera intra aerul rece al diminetii. Trag o fuga sa verific zarzavaturile mele aka 2 ghiveciuri in cruce, cu menta si basilic (busuioc in limba mioritica), care de-i soare sau ploaie, … Continue reading →

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Lumea de dupa lentila miopului

Posted on June 14, 2011 by

E bine cind vezi lumea cu ochi trezi de clarvazator. Judeci corect, ai dreptate mereu, ii vezi pe toti pe fata si pe dos.  O casa incepe cu o usa si se termina cu un pod. Iar existenta este o … Continue reading →

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Povara singuratatii noastre

Posted on May 3, 2011 by

Bila neagra Sunt momente in care te simti ireversibil singur, solitar, unul/una in tot universul. Nu e din cauza ca chiar nu e nimeni. E mereu cineva chiar in camera de alaturi, de partea cealalta a peretelui, privind televizorul sau … Continue reading →

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Just like a river

Posted on January 21, 2011 by

Summer. Ljubljana. Old Town. I generally like finding myself alone. It is like being in a secret forest, full of mysteries and secret corners, strange sounds and creeping creatures. But then there are two types of loneliness: the one that … Continue reading →

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