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Mătur străzile în lung
și-n lat,
cu paşii mici
ce-i târșâi cu lene
pe ciment.

Mătur de pe stradă
voci,
și le arunc peste gard
în curţile oamenilor.
Poate doar așa,
nu se vor mai simţi
triste
și singure.

Oamenii au plecat.
Casele devin părăsite.

vezi câte un aragaz
aruncat
în curte
Poate, doar poate
Și-or coace găinile
O viață..



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