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Au ars in noapte-atatea stele
Cat zbor in aripile mele Si-atatea zeci de amagiri Cate lumini ai in priviri. Au coborat atatia zei Cati rugi aprinsi de pasii mei Si-atatea s-au zidit altare Cat scrum in urma talpii tale. Ne-am potrivi imbratisati Ca aur-graul crescut frati, Am incapea in verbul "noi" Cel inventat de amandoi Ca doua vechi saruturi coapte, Ca doua stele arse-n noapte, In noaptea cu atatia zei, Cu zborul meu si ochii tai.
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