Peste toate se asterne linistea

Cand, dupa o viata dusa pe varfuri, finalul vine cu picioare de lut si bocanci de otel.

Cand sufletele se sparg ca fiolele de sticla.

Cand 6 litere sapa. Cand 6 litere sperie. Cand 6 litere dor.

Cand credinta in Dumnezeu iti tine loc de perna.

Peste toate se asterne linistea.

Sper c-ai avut armata de ingeri care sa te invaluiasca rapid in liniste si sa te duca tinta spre cer. Odihneste-te in pace, Buni!

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