Qaj me lot, me sy te pergjumur, e mundohem lotet ti fshij. E lodhur nga jeta e lotet bien pa fuqi. E rraskapitur pa force, ngrihem qe te shkoj, te harroj dhimbjen qe kaq shume me mundon, dhe perseri pa force ulem qe te qaj, kam deshire te shfryhem se lotet dot si mbaj, dhe shtrihem te fle me enderr te plagosur, se vuajtjet per mua nuk paskan te sosur...
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