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aprilie de noapte-n show
s-a intamplat din nou, printre matanii am avut vise ce-mi aratau caii negri numiti dihanii. ningea, ploua, se-ntuneca, era aspra noaptea, printre ramasitele Anii, doar sufletul meu era pierdut intre viitor si trecut, pe caii negri numiti dihanii. se-apropiau incet zorii de ziua, o femeie mulgea lapte-n piua si facea matanii, eu ma pregateam sa plec, muntii lumii sa ii trec pe caii negri numiti dihanii.
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