Cdo dite

Jeta ime mbushur eshte
me qindra vdekje te heshtura
Per cdo dite nje perralle
Per qetesite e mia te mishta,
Cdo dite nje vdekje e vogel
veshur me fustanin tend
me pershendet
Kureshtja jote zgjat qafen
mbi mendimet e mia.
Me shikon ne sy
dhe kerkon te degjoje
kengen time te bulkthave.
Jeta ime mbushur eshte
me mijera vdekje te vetmuara
per cdo dite nje enderr
per urite e mia jetime
Cdo dite nje vdekje e vogel
veshur me fustanin tend
me nxjerr gjuhen.

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