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Imi lipseste cerul senin,

si un pahar de vin
de gheata,
limpede si dulce,
imi lipseste jocul
de copil,
imi lipseste vorba
unui intelept,
imi lipseste slova
cea mestesugita,
imi lipseste umbra
unui nuc batran...
Linistea-i albastra,
verde-i larma,
rosie stea.

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