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Ion Untaru

Publicat Duminică, 11 Decembrie 2011, ora 10:05

      Hear ye in nights how the things
      around us are crying
      Love – never enough shared
      Be reverent at the sanctuary entrance!
      City is sleeping,
      melancholy flows from street lamps
      Park is scattered by autumn' sigh
      an old man with cane
      looking for his memories
      One of the falling leaves
      stopped in his palm

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