Către ca niciuna

În cuvintele lui
Ea încolțea
Înmugurea
Rodea
Suplu
Dulce bine copt
Cu sâmburi grei
Din care să se nască o alta
Dintr-un același
Devenindu-se altul
Acel
Sfârșindu-l

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