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Nothing Would Be the Same | Nimic nu ar mai fi la fel

Nothing would be the same even if you came back your space in the bed has been taken by the dog of solitude. tall and extremely difficult to defeat. the four seasons are: spring, summer, autumn and winter. In spring …

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Love | Dragostea

begins neither with a bang nor with a sob but with a shiver, a tiny hum a stirred molecule provoking storms inside the knees wonderful things begin this way at the tip of every finger fragments of eyes, hundreds of …

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Love No | Dragoste Nu

I miss you in every place your absence leaves me weary I talk a lot I cut my meals in half I am a bomb programmed to explode in front of anyone who comes too close in front of this …

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Fever | Febră

I have a fever. and in this light I see the hideous beauty of all the plants forced to grow in darkness. The thought of you makes my hands hurt all the way up to my shoulders keeps them separate …

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March 8 and March 7 and Forever | 8 Martie și 7 Martie și Mereu

Good evening, I called so you can say happy birthday to me. I let 24 hours pass but I thought you might like to say happy birthday. Because I am forced to speak I remain quiet for too long when …

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Last October

leaves and my frail-heeled shoes your stubbed-out cigarettes on the ground until yesterday love was a cricket astray in the artesian well and all the pink-lipped autumns… over the doll’s house my young mother laughs to my father who is …

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Renacimiento

it’s strange how love inhabited us / two asymmetrical bodies one pushed to the abyss the other stopped at traffic lights, waiting for the Absolute the street’s echo penetrates the tips of my fingers all the way up to the …

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Resurrection | Resurecție

we were born for the sky but on the Giza Plateau priests are looking for traces of life in the mastabas I watch you shaving and my gametes start playing the castanets the ship of Keops is floating backwards your …

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Alter Ego

black is the only colour left on da Vinci’s palette and La Gioconda’s tears are flowing from the wood she sometimes walked out of the picture frame and reclaimed it they made love until the canvas tore her smile was …

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The Protectress | Păzitoarea

I don’t know when it started growing in the right side of my chest lying on the bed, I feel its roar through my whole body profoundly different from the dull sound of my left heart, which, year after year, …

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Love as an Atoll | Lubirea ca un Atol

last night I thought of you for the last time you were conducting the sea with a brush and the ocean turned green and that inception the size of a grain of sand was filling with nacre love was born …

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I was old but now I am fine I speak the truth the city is buried under snow I talk neither to myself nor to you the future as distant as possible consumes me deeply I have children so I …

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