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Non-sensul tacerii sau sensul non-tacerii

1 November 2011

In fiecare zi, nucul ploo cu frunze.

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  1. 1 November 2011 21:49

    Mie mi-e o tristete de doua zile, de cand frunzele cad pe Kiseleff sa recupereze toamna! Mi se astern sub fiecare pas cu zecile, abia cazute din copaci. E o jale…

  2. 2 November 2011 09:11

    al meu nu ploo, ninge…
    si-i o jaleeee…. (vorba iuliei), zici ca-i priveghi
    noroc ca ploo/ninge doar pan’ s-or termina frunzele…
    atat!

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