The river we are the river we cross the river we claim The river we cast the backbone of a dinosaur whose name is hard to spell out hard to make up hard to part ...in a river of time... lines The river we asked for stories The river of might unfolding the books pages of old over some known Himalayan camp base for hope in letters and higher words filling the new boots for offside worlds under the narrow, winding paths of some unknown Egyptian sphinx sands carrying the/a context... black to black forest to sea the river from which we hang like leaves on a branch in a tree of life The river we cast the river we claim the river we cross The river we are Danube
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aproape că am uitat şi aceste cuvinte, alte rânduri s-au adunat însă şi trebuie să scap de ele. poate că nu este un moment bine ales însă pare unul potrivit, festiv...aproape acelaşi lucru... timpul pe care eu nu l-am furat, timpul căruia tu nu i-ai simţit lipsa.