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Plecam in fiecare zi undeva.in trecut,pana la paine,la munca sau cu mintea hai hui.plecam din mintea cuiva,din viata altuia. Traim din si intre plecari.plecam si noi si cei din jur,rand pe rand sau simultan,impreuna sau care incotro. We live on “going”.we’re going places,going further,going to be alright.

Da,scriu poetic,uneori fara noima,alteori fara rost.
Azi mi’am luat ramas bun de la cea mai buna prietena,tipa care m’a “crescut” in ultimele luni,m’a ajutat sa ma inteleg pe mine si lumea din jur.
e dur.doare si as vrea ca lumea sa stea in loc ca sa’mi recunoaaca durerea.
in schimb, viata fuge pe strazi, prin taxiuri,in secundele ce scurg timpul pana la trezire.
si,ca intr’un film de amara comedie,taxiul in care imi sterg genele ude,rasuna a manele, ecouri si indicatii rutoere

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