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Iti zgariai cu unghia trupul subtire
Pe coaja sufletului meu-picturi rupestre, Citeam o tema vaga in a ta privire Din orizonturi mari, extraterestre. Iti cuibareai parfumul intr-o clipa De-atingere uitata peste seara Asemeni unei haine vechi, lasata-n pripa Intr-un cuier, la usa de afara. Ca un tipar de inima erai, Asa frumoasa si asa plapanda, Te alesese Dumnezeu din Rai Sa toarne-n tine carne sangeranda.
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