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se vor sfarsi in nopti albe... se vor rupe, cu nepasare, si,in cele din urma, se vor indeparta... cu inceputul urmatorului exercitiu se vor regasi... soaptele mele vor veni sa caute gura ta; mainile mele vor mangaia liniile tale; ochii tai vor darui, noptii,lumina; pulsul tau va primi ritmul meu... simplu... vom conjuga "a face" la timpul nostru, la noaptea noastra, dar nu...la iubire.
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