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I wake up one morning, and I am bird singing on someone’s chest and I’m killed.
I wake up one morning, and I see a bird singing on my chest and I killed it.
I wake up one morning deciding not to kill and singing better.
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Bledul
Stau singur pe marea duna a desertului,
Soarele imi arde fata, vantul imi sufla nisip in haine,
Inchid ochii si imi pare ca arsita soarelui e privirea ta,
Vantul imi pare a fi mangaierea ta,
Iar suieratul hainelor in vant si al nisipului purtat de el
Imi par ale tale vorbe.
Vorba desertului spune ca
“Orice directie e buna,
atat timp cat o pastrezi”,
Asa ca stiu ca o sa te gasesc, candva, o sa te gasesc!

Deschide smaralzii…
Simt mai bine cu ei inchisi…
as long as you believe in it, it has actual chances of becoming reality. never settle for less.