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 Казват, че лекува ни времето...
А мен лекува ме поезия –
като от биле, пия от нея,
глътки живителни, най-щедри.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                С римувани слова над редове,                                                                                                                                                                                              разпъвайки се все с откровеност,
подхранва моя дух тя, бедния...
И чувствам как истински живея!                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                       Музата, тъй мъдра и прелестна,                                                                                                                                                                                                пробужда целително,

лелее творци от безброй поколения...
Тя – вълшебница благословена!