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Am fost extrem de norocosi
Pina acum Locuind o planeta Care cel putin nu e plata Asa ca nu ne-am lovit De colturile ei Cind am inconjutat-o... Sintem norocosi Ca la robinete Mai curge inca apa Si nu petrolul Pe care l-am varsat (Din greseala-desigur) In oceane pentru a caror existenta Nu avem nici un merit... Miine este o alta zi Cind ne vom incerca Norocul... Pina cind cineva (Din greseala-desigur) Ne va stinge lumina...
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