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Intr-o dimineata
Am adunat in pumn Petale de somn Pana-au picurat din ele VISE. M-am bucurat de nemiscare Si de aroma rasucita A cafelei din zori. Boabe infime de intuneric Le-nghiteam cu dorinta nebuna De drumuri in soare. Un gand. Doar unul mai statea In stanga trupului meu. Cercuri concentrice am ars In inima diminetii. Cristalul de lumina, Derma neteda a linistii, Mi-e draperia din geamul De astazi. Ochii inchisi mai nasc inca Licariri rotunde pe dorinta SPIRALA. Vreau cafeaua amara!
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