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Alb crește-n alcooluri un nenufăr de bec.
Ni-s creștetele două pe o tipsie duse; mâini cu fluiditate de balerine ruse între butelii joacă melodic pe un rec fumans sărut vid zâmbetele-n dans difuze bile roze s-au ciocnit torid.
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