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Nu ma stie
Se pleaca ziua inspre seara se-aprinde un luceafar sus ma-nconjura taceri de ceara pandind cuvintele ce nu-s mi-s muntii-alaturi la picioare si trece-un maine peste ieri mai plange-un cantec, ma mai doare, mai sufla-un vant de nicaieri ma mai arat intr-o oglinda, ma mai privesc un pic si las sa-mi arda stelele in tinda in linistea ce mi-a ramas un val se-nalta peste-o mie o zi s-a dus.o alta nu-i, m-am ratacit si nu ma stie nici Dumnezeu de sunt a Lui... Sanja-Adriana
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