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Asa cum aproape am creat un obicei, weekendurile le dedicăm sufletului. După ce ieri v-am propus un poem al lui Nicolae Turtureanu, astăzi continuăm tot cu versuri, dar ale unui alt autor. S-o găsi cineva să-l identifice? NICIODATÄ‚ Niciodată, niciodată nu vei ști                                                                                                                                                                                                                Dacă mai ai vreme s-o aștepți. Niciodată, niciodată nu vei ști                                                                                                                                                                                                        Dacă va veni până la urmă.           Și brusc, iat-o! Niciodată, niciodată nu vei ști                                                                                                                                                                                                                Dacă este chiar ea.                            FUGA PE LOC Ce blestem să fugi de tine.  Ce fugă anarhică,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Fără ascunzișuri și fără de distanțe.  Frică să-ti fie,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               Spaimă și groază să-ți fie                                                                                                                                                                                                                        Ţie de tine.      Și somnul să te doară de frica ta,                                                                                                                                                                                                         Si sa n-ai cui te plânge.                        Ce blestem,                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                  Ce curaj                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           Și câtă lașitate!