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Am aripi ce destrama noaptea-n fasii
o maree de speranta iar ma cheama si-ntunecate chipuri deodata vii din goana uitarii tot ma-ndeamna s-ajung la tine , la tarmul tau, de vis sau poate de dorul meu... Dar cuibul e pustiu, asternutul este stins inele de foc in ochi mi s-au aprins. Fosnet de zori nascandu-se aud si sabii de lumina au sclipit se-nalta gratii la geamul inca ud de rasuflarea ta , de-atunci, cand ne-am iubit. Zvacnesc iar aripi, peste clipe ucise M-arunc iar in noaptea cu stele si vise...Si zbor... Departe de tine spre scorbura mea fara cer Iar maine-i o zi cand voi putea sa-ti cer iubirea.
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