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The warp threads represent the passage of time, their color like the color of the sky changes with the seasons. The weft thread is people in their writings, they go on the ground and their thoughts restlessly circling. And we, the people Ilfov weave canvas days. Time of our life counted long centuries. These weavers, who escaped from the world, in its far edge people gave a nickname - the tribe of breakups.
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MegaMozg 10-12-2018 / 02:04
All this time I defended it was you. When I was one and she didn't understand where I'm at, I only had to remember you to return home. You can not call me mom, I can hear your voice. Whatever name you give me will become real, because the fabric of my life woven you Erial.
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MegaMozg 10-12-2018 / 02:03
- Well, good-bye?
- Nope. He is always with me. While I live, the tape of the days of the Erial is also ongoing.
- [laughter]
- Do not laugh!
Should have seen elder now your face, she would have laughed. Would laugh for joy, some thing she opened. That separation is not only grief.
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MegaMozg 10-12-2018 / 02:02
We are a tribe of breakups. We are experiencing a lot of separation, bid farewell to what goes and changes. Time goes forward without stopping, so it brings a new meeting. And they are woven into the fabric.
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MegaMozg 09-12-2018 / 23:23
Where I was born, nobody writes. Not writing letters. What I want to say just weave.
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MegaMozg 09-12-2018 / 23:18
- But if you leave the country Ilfov if you meet the inhabitants of the outside world, look to no one to love. When you love, you will remain truly one.
- Will remain one because someone meeting?
- We are all doomed to such a fate. That's why we are called the tribe of breakups.
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MegaMozg 09-12-2018 / 23:14
