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Monthly Archives: February 2016
13 kilometri
In seara aceasta am atins un mic record personal: 13 km in alergare. E mai bine decat 10 dar inca departe de 21 km. Insa ceea ce mi pare foarte interesant este fluxul de ganduri ce-ti insoteste pasii ce musca … Continue reading
Sorina
Viata ei se compune din demolari si reconstructii repetate. La inceputurile existentei ei pe acest pamant erau o familie normala: mama, tata, frate, sora. S-a reconstruit mai intai dupa pierderea tatalui care isi gasise sfarsitul intr-un accident stupid pe strazile … Continue reading
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Liniste
Te-am cautat in dimineti risipite-ntre cani de cafea si fum rebel de tigara. Imi strigai patimas si deschis revoltele tale perene. Ti-am sorbit cuvintele in mintea mea ciuruita de gloantele izolarii de lume. Si-am crezut cu tarie si credinta ca … Continue reading
Intalnirea dintre Mine si Tine
Uneori uitam. Uitam mai ales ceea ce suntem. Sau, mai rau, tinem minte prima marca de guma de mestecat ravnita, dar nu ne-am decis niciodata sa incepem sa aflam cine suntem. Eu stiu cam atat despre mine. Ca locul pe … Continue reading