I move on without stopping, in a warm wind; Flowing from a drop of leather

I move on without stopping, in a warm wind;
Flowing from a drop of leather,usul usul.
I melt in an emery fire, bitiyorum, yitiyorum , I am almost erased.
Now all my dreams everywhere, isteklerim...
All the love in me; all stand on dusty pages of the past,every unlivable...
On the back of an old poplar,
Wandering through the city crowd on a cold winter night,
Does not end...
Wandering through the city crowd our
Our Story;
In me "biz" -
A never-before-seen We,
What has a head,and no end,
Half a story Make this poem a thousand table images

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I move on without stopping , in a warm wind ; Flowing from a drop of leather , usul usul . I melt in an emery fire , bitiyorum , yitiyorum , I am almost erased . Now all my dreams everywhere , isteklerim ... All the love in me ; all stand on dusty pages of the past , every unlivable ... On the back of an old poplar , Wandering through the city crowd on a cold winter night , Does not end ... Wandering through the city crowd our Our Story ; In me "biz" - A never-before-seen We , What has a head , and no end , Half a story Make this poem a thousand table images

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Apr 10, 2025

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