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de la sud, până la pauză de zi
femeie de mult pierdut, cum să te sun mine, să-mi sun
unele o reclama de la Comandantul
de organismul dvs. de mişcare este ca muzica
ca am acoperit în minciună, în ecranate
sub lună plină
ea a fost un concurs de frumuseţe în de zile
mea îmbrăcat în suflet merge superb lucruri
de la locurile noastre ascunse
El chiar şi-ar fi sa glumă
unele dintre doare pe care le-aţi vindecat
jale

 



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