I would tell you something about us, about the snow outside, about my love. I would tell you something, anything not to grow silence's grass between us. I would tell you something, what you knew or what I know but the silence's grass started to grow between us and the sounds of the latter word have lost...
2010/06/15
another year.
si a mai trecut un an...vacanta mult asteptata si`a facut in sfarsit aparitia lasandu`ne doar amintirea anului ce a trecut...noi sperante, noi cuceriri, noi iubiri in curand vor aparea; profita, vara e abia la inceput.
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