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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Ștefan Trepăduș]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 02 May 2017 20:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[e primăvară tot anul]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[caves of my body]]></category>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I met a rusty old soul<br />
who lived in the caves of my body<br />
always crying and swearing<br />
it liked to paint the walls<br />
and was upset that nobody could see them</p>
<p>I met an always hungry mist<br />
that fed itself with its own tears<br />
when it ran empty<br />
I offered my only endless tear<br />
and it refused</p>
<p>I met her in my poetry<br />
and even in real life<br />
but somehow meant to be apart<br />
I screamed so hard<br />
when ... <a href="https://unpoetpierdut.ro/yet/" class="read-more">Citește mai departe! </a></p>
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