Nod 5 ~ Nichita Stănescu

El era un singur ochi peste tot,
o singura gura de jur imprejur,
un singur piept peste tot,
o singura frunte de jur imprejur.

El era blestemat,
de Fatum era blestemat.
Sub coasta unica avea doua inimi,
doua inimi, doua inimi,doua inimi,
doua inimi,doua inimi,doua inimi…

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