tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2845519671225225377.post2232747443527483311..comments2019-06-28T04:57:33.046-07:00Comments on Poême: À moiShalimarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16516172676000297407noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2845519671225225377.post-26030406456679148032009-03-18T13:28:00.000-07:002009-03-18T13:28:00.000-07:00sa reiau?permite-mi..traim intre patru pereti de o...sa reiau?permite-mi..traim intre patru pereti de oglinda si credem ca privim in afara lor.oglinzile se sparg si atunci nu moare complet credinta,ci se naste impresia ca ne-a murit universul in fata,ca acest concept a devenit fiinta si si-a culcat trupul rece langa noi irosindu-si ultima suflare.chiar si in mijlocul nebuniei speranta domina.si daca simti ca iti gasesti adapostul in ticaitul lenes al ceasului si intr-o frenezie de ganduri ordonate,de ce nu?Ameliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17906036917653028643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2845519671225225377.post-60407540793772590852009-03-18T13:26:00.000-07:002009-03-18T13:26:00.000-07:00Acest comentariu a fost eliminat de autor.Ameliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17906036917653028643noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2845519671225225377.post-62735314096305105502009-03-17T15:26:00.000-07:002009-03-17T15:26:00.000-07:00evident...moare cu speranta in brate!evident...moare cu speranta in brate!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com