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Invechite plaje solare
in pesteri arzand a golire nisip ridicat in spinare de pescarusi plutind in dormire e verde crangul afara e verde campul din mine o biata, dulce povara e fusul orar din simtire meridiane trecand prin mine colorate visari si taceri e vested dorul de placeri si surda durerea ce vine... e-un soare etern in simtire
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