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ma uitam la palma
la degetele ce se miscau fara-nteles am vrut sa fac un gest dar timpul a ales. am vrut sa ridic privirea dar m-am privit in oglinda ce ciobita si ce trista ce riduri, si parul ce culoarea are! am ridica mana sa o strivesc dar umbra din spate m-a oprit esti tu! mi-a strigat deschide ochii, nu te uita ca sunt verzi. esti tu! imi striga sufletul nu vezi craterele din inima ta?! nu esti o naluca, priveste! te ingrozesti, nu e asa?
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