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De ce oare
Atunci cand clipa tremura Intre liniste si neliniste Stau si o privesc Parca pentru ultima oara? Spune-mi tu, fuior de vant, Sau voi, petale ruginite. Imi intorc privirea din ea Spre cer Afundandu-ma adanc in mine Ispitindu-ma. Soarele rasare ca o intrebare Eternul fara raspuns. Spune-mi tu, picatura sarata, Ce mangai nisipurile tarmului De ce oare Atunci cand timpul isi scutura frunze ingalbenite Imi pare ca sint iar Ca prima oara Pribeag printre misterele ei?
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