When the gulls fly
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When the white gulls fly, screaming, the sky is weeping and our dreams die … Nicolae Sfetcu, 3/20/2018

Winter
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it’s winter on my frozen lake the seagulls Nicolae Sfetcu, 03.01.2018

Relativity
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Are we really sad during the yellow autumn, or she is dreary? Nicolae Sfetcu, 06.10.2017

The swan
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Hypocrites, saying we love swans, but we grow ducks. Nicolae Sfetcu, 06.09.2017

The trees
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Autumn is coming, even if the still green trees seem not seeing it. Nicolae Sfetcu, 04.09.2017

The leaves
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The autumn, you see, it’s a new spring for the tree: its leaves are blooming. Nicolae Sfetcu, 01.09.2017

Sunday
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So, every Sunday I wipe the dust of the week‘s days Left all behind me. Nicolae Sfetcu, 13.08.2017

The tree
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The tree forgotten by the birds is aging. Nicolae Sfetcu, 06.08.2017

Clouds
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I try to surprise the sunrise on the blue lake; the clouds hide it… Nicolae Sfetcu, 25.07.2017

The gulls
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… and in the morning, on the lake, the sleeping gulls dream of the blue sea… Nicolae Sfetcu, 04.08.2017