When your soul cries, you are like a tree without roots through the geometry of life, the stars drip on you like silver tears. Then you need more hope than ever

When your soul cries, you are like a tree without roots through the geometry of life, the stars drip on you like silver tears. Then you need more hope than ever

Camelia Oprița in Te Deum (25 December 2007)
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