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Mie...
Singura, sunt singura, Si ceilalti inca ma privesc I-aud cum simt, gandesc, vorbesc, Dar eu-ul tot nu mi-l gasesc. Si le-ntind mana, dar mi-o frang, In cercul lor nu ma primesc, Singura, sunt singura, Si ochii lor nu contenesc. Inchisa-n golul meu de sticla Nu ma mai vad, nu vreau sa ies, Si nici nu vreau sa-i mai ascult Ce-mi pasa mie ce gandesc? Singura, sunt singura...
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