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Prin negura albastra a luminii intunecate
Ce se intinde peste lumea inghetata Prin campia pustiita a masinilor lipsite de suflet Prin zumzetul metalic al orelor ce trec tern Prin rotitele ce se rotesc incet si intoxicant Prin țăcănitul obsedant al firelor Sufletul ne-a disparut... Nu mai avem nimic... Nu mai avem nici macar ultima speranta Ce am inlocuit-o cu aroganta vesnica Si astfel, usor, pe nevazute, am murit. Si-odata cu el, si marele experiment al vietii, al iubirii si al gandirii s-a stins.
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