failure, failure
only remebering you,
I could write a book:
naive, resigned, opportunist
the order of our new order -
beautifull words, beautifull words
poor your victims!
minute after minute
clock after clock,
waiting the last one
all metropol's comfort
for a day and a night
lived in a forrest!
huts, houses, villas,
residences, palaces
the last,
always from four planks...

(translated from romanian)

ion untaru

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