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Un cuvant pe-o foaie alba
Rupe ordinea din lume Si te-arunca in genune Si te lasa fara nume. Doar un foc de paie-apare In a ta fiinta oarba Un cuvant, te poate face Sa dispari grabit, in graba. Cand il scrii nu vezi c-acesta Spre sicriu, grabit te-ndreapta Si iti sapa tie groapa Drum deschis spre somn de veci. Si nimic din tine-atuncea Nu ramane...nici un punct. Fiindc-acel cuvant e sfant Iar tu esti profan, pamant.
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