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Last published Sat, Dec 28, 2013
Ma privea curios, dar rece, distant. Privirea ii era atat de rece incat ma simteam de parca mi-ar fi spintecat pieptul. Imi imaginam cum imi smulgea inima si o manca incet, cu pofta, eu cazand de pe scaun cu rasuflarea taiata intr-un rau de sange ce-mi izvoreste din piept.
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