STIU

stiu ca nu o sa mi creasca aripi sa zbor niciodata, asa ca am inceput sa sper ca intr-o buna dimineata ma voi trezi si intinzandu-ma in loc de maini am crengute si frunze si boboci de flori. si pe ramuri canta pasari cip cirip. si ma gadila furnicile. ma bate vandul. tremur si fosnesc si ma clatin. si sunt acasa. o sa raman in locu asta toata viata. si in fiecare primavara o sa infloresc si o sa-mi creasca frunze. iar toamna o sa ma inrosesc si o sa ma scutur.

iar la poalele mele e o fetita. ma strange in brate:)

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