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You came up

After these years

Before and after all the name

Drawn out of the shadow look

And spent gradually

sorrow to me these days

Recursive and perhaps even ...

And my guests smile Kurdish

As you still praiseworthy

Without make-up than red blood

Green love and more like months, months!

I like to accept

Who never did embrace you ...

 

 

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