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  • Writer's pictureŞarkılara Mektuplar


My dear,

days go by

The days are like a flood

Life became a wind

We fly on your wings

When things say powers


like leaves

a green

a yellow

Who did I reach?

who did i touch

who got better

Captive lives

broken souls

Broken hopes

whose work

watering my flowers

I put my broken hearts in a vase

i loved my cat

I left the house and went to the trees today

last days of a year

Always a little enthusiasm

a little sadness

But I miss you.

Nilüfer Taşkın

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