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E dimineata
iar soarele a distrus intunericul camerei mele. Sunt obosit dar gandul la tine nu ma lasa s-adorm; nu mi-e somn. As vrea langa tine pe perna s-asez incet a mea tampla. In timp ce tu,femeie din coasta mea rupta ma strangi tare-n brate. Ah,si chipu-ti angelic dormind as privi o mie de ani si nu m-as opri din a mea contemplare.
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