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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2013-09-09 | | At the south east of the city The words are sawn minutely At the peak of the iceberg While enjoying the sunrise... Evenings are under the city lights The smell of basil hurls from the balcony inside Because of the persecution of the city Offended night is orange The cloud is leaning against the pain Why is that? ©Günsel Djemal ELÃœSTÃœN 5.09.2013
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