Nu-i nimic daca nu-i important

Un capat de curvertura si-un petic de cer, stateau de poveste, prin fereastra. Peticelul avea ochelari, iar cuvertura mea pofta de vorba. Sub mine, covor de bile rostogolindu-ma in supararea trezirii, fara elan, doar cu precadere. Intre dimineata si zi, doar o farama de vis, sub o cuvertura albastra ca cerul cu lentile.

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