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… un continent inventat de mine, in care se vorbeste limba spiralelor de stea, continent care are miros de buburuza parlita de luna, un continent cu ochi sparti de soare,  in care cerul e linistit, pt. ca nu il doare nimic azi, nici macar culoarea, in care vara vine ca un iepure inghetat, un continent in care se mananca numai mere verzi, niciodata rosii, un continent in care aleile cresc arzande in gat, in care fluturii bat sub piele, in care bezna din lumina ameteste, in care pielea e captusita de-atata bine si-atata cald si-atata drag, un continent cu ingeri necesari, ingeri verzi, ingeri albastri, ingeri portocalii, ingeri misto si saratzi la gust, bla, bla, sh, tz etc.

timp pierdut, timp castigat si apoi pierdut din nou.

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