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Sunt nopti in care te urasc
Ca nu-ti faci timp sa m-asculti, Oare-ai uitat sa ma privesti? Sau razi de mine pe ascuns? Lasandu-mi pleoapa grea sa cada Azi sting lampasul dintr-o prisma Caci nu suport sa-mi mai vezi trupul Zbarcit de-atata amar si pocainta. Cu plansul iti cersesc doar mila, Doamne, oare nu ne-am inteles Ca fiecare usa inchisa, Sa-ndrepte drumul meu ales!!!
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