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canta roua primaverii
peste inflorirea serii, zambete ne ploua-ntr-una din chiliile tacerii, unde-i luna, vina luna... iele trec prin inceputuri infloresc plopi de saruturi, mainile se leaga lant depasind straveche luturi, curga vise, curga dant... frumusete-n sarbatoare cat ma plange, cat ma doare, obosit al noptii domn calca totul in picioare, vina pace, vina somn...
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