Poetry
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Adpulsus
to be the echo of a calling, yes, different from oneself, yet just as true, in whispering the essence of unspeakable resistance, to vanish and…
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Hiraeth
You’d like to leave those words unspoken, so that the pages, blank, can stay like honest silences embracing a broken will for yesterday to merge…
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Undream
to hope but hopeful be not, to see, but not embrace, the sunset as a last chance to forego that stealthily approaching night, when all…
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Vorbește-mi
Vorbește-mi în Do-minor despre nopți lungi, neluminate, neinspirate, pustii, însă pline de căutare; vorbește-mi largo despre, despre, ea, despre durere