Jurnal de inger
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Te-ai gandit vreodata de ce suntem asa? De ce suntem egoisti, aroganti, veseli, tristi? Te-ai gandit vreodata la ce urmari au actiunile tale? Nici eu nu pot sa spun ca stiu sigur toate astea, de aceea am scris aceste pagini de jurnal.
"Noi scriem cântece despre viața voastră, dar eu prefer jurnalele. Foile se întorc în praful lăsat de noi și simt atingerile noastre. Parcă fiecare lacrimă, fiecare zâmbet se impregnă în celulele moarte ale foii. Iar aici cărtile nu au final, așa cum nici aceste cuvinte probabil nu o să aibă. O să aștern pe hârtie imaginea voastră, deci dacă veți citi asta, vă veți lupta cu voi înșivă. Aruncați-vă în valurile de hartie doar dacă aveți curajul să suportați tăieturile pe care le lasă."
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