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Fiinta dulce deschide-ti aripile
Avanta-te spre cer, Caderea-i doar un joc Durerea doar o floare. Uita-ti numele in noaptea asta Viseaza flacara Rupe-ti vesmintele. Nimic nu-ti va putea rezista Nici vartejul ce te amageste E doar caderea Iar ea nu mai conteaza. Jos, in intuneric, Tipatul e fiorul mortii Tacerea – chinul vietii.
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