From my window
you can see the sea,
eating the seagulls soul.
I am nothing but a statue
when standing still,
I am witnessing the birds
spiritual death.
With every single flying soul
There is a rainbow,
showing on the sky.
Today were two of them up there-
the second one was mine.
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Ce frumos !
Sa-ti tii fereastra sufletului mereu deschisa , pentru ca inima ta sa freamete impreuna cu marea , iar gindurile tale sa zboarealaturi de pescarusi.
Valurit placut , Daniela !
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