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purple rain or the second sunset

timpul pastra un abecedar ascuns in secunde
muscand din marul otravit al eternitatii spatiul intrista orice calator prin orice galaxii
secunda nu stia sopti decat in cateva limbi, aproape moarte
eternitatea nu cauta in pasii rataciti intamplare si nici destin

in consecinta..
nordul indepatat, sudul de usoare moravuri si largi interese si libertate, rasaritul divin si incrancenat si vestul emancipat, evoluat..
toate, cardinale alegeri.. nu aveau loc sub soarele furis, sub soarele pal, sub soarele invins de o ploaie de purpura spre seara de ocean, ca o necunoscuta cenusie, gri, neagra aratare..
ori poate un al doilea soare.. apune..

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