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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-11-07 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | As we walk side by side on a winding trail of thoughts along familiar paths once more – before the year has waved good bye, smiling, hurriedly – and the night in purple coat approaches; this gentle beast - swallowing us slowly; while we pour forth forgotten hours in the light of what has been to shine on the lane past yesterday – where the house on the hill witnessed a tragedy, its charred frame mourning still, in dismay, silently – alongside pastures lush and green, on which we danced all night; contently drifting step by step quietly - past the blackberry bush - there a young fox lies in his lonely sleep – long covered by ivy, tenderly - his body shattered, barely weaned, tonight remembered with regret, sadly - another drop in the pool of memory Sybille(Sydney)Krivenko 2007
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