Intotdeauna mi-a placut toamna. Lumina sticloasa si cruda care taie aerul ca o secure. O stralucire care naste umbre nebanuite. Culorile care suspenda peisajul intr-o amorteala vie. Asteptarea grea a iernii. Vantul care spala caldura verii si aduce cu el un aer ascutit. Gaile care se rotesc pe cer si isi dezvata puii.

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