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Se sparg secundele de mine
Ca picaturile de ploaie, Strivite de caderea lor eterna Catre pamint, fara-ncetare. In ochi am doar o vaga raza Iar negura ma inconjoara, Paduri de nori fara ferestre Ma imprejmuie,sugruma si omoara. Nu mai am loc, nu mai am stare, Caut refugii, teama mi-e stapina, Tresar la fiecare freamat De stele ce se pierd in umbra. In departare nu e nimeni Doar ciini turbati ce latra-n luna, Cu colti de stinca-nfipti in gura Ce vor sa muste, nu sa spuna. Se sparg secundele de mine Secunde dintr-un timp ce nu-i al meu Secunde ce nu sint cu tine Crunte secunde,...fara Dumnezeu.
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