Plec de acasa

Incerc usa, plec si ma uit agale si cu inima stransa inapoi spre casa ce m-a adapostit de atatea ori…

Nu mai am regrete caci au murit odata cu mine cand am realizat ca nu stau chiar atat de bine cu memoria insa am izbandit intr-o doara sa imi reamintesc de unde vin…

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