Monday, April 9, 2012

Bon Iver

Marsul norilor, zborul pasarilor, piscuri golase, iarba, aer, iubire, paine calda de pe plita. Armate ceresti invizibile marsaluind undeva intre stele. Zgomot de ploaie neinceputa.


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