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Cand copii iubesc..

Thursday, January 22, 2009 by Andrei Tanase

Visez confuz la clipe ce imi provocau melancolie. E trist putin cand ridici privirea peste umar si nimic nu te mai trage inapoi, insa totul te izgoneste din "inainte".
Putin pe ganduri din cauza toamnei, imi zic.. aaa dar e iarna-primavara si colectia intarzie sa mi se prezinte. Picioarele mele nu mai strabat ca inainte meleaguri nealterate. Acum totul imi e deja batatorit si plictisit. Nici visele nu imi mai sunt parca doar ale mele. Transpir acum doar cand ma enervez foarte tare si foarte des. La fel de des umbra imi calca pe urme, facand greseala dupa greseala, refuzand sa vada culoarul castigator. Ma uit la ceas: doispe'. Ma uit la mine:aproape doispe'. Nu mai stiu ce imi doresc, insa se pare ca am ramas in urma.. Eu am ramas in urma.