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From the Grandmother of the country
Leaf, rusty foliage, who your lover knows,
Understand why you go on the water and the paths!
Frunze, rusty lady, comes to your flight an autumn
Gentle and generous and nesting in the house!
Spend your flight in the summer, sleeping on the genes.
It's like the dreaded dreams, on the ground, scared!
poetry by Ioana Voicilă Good
a flourish evening