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Imi aplec gandurile spre soare
le las topite in culori , razele-n smocuri ma alina si simt ca soapta vietii e divina . cariatide de gand parasesc lumina , emotiile curg siroaie , ma las purtat prin ceruri fara ploi si simt ca soapta vietii ma alina . sonoritati din nori usori strapung prin crusta deasa ma uit la cer si vad culori , in curcubee peste ceata . privesc atent in sinea mea si-ntreaga simfonie calda imi curge lin din inima- torta iubirii sa ma arda !
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