I would never skip my homework accompanied by mixed feelings and restlessness I was the only regular in the abandoned classroom. Whatever is hanging in front of me is like a painting that I actually hang on the wall with my hands. Everything was hidden in the climate of my heart, every person and the abandoned classroom that I had plunged into without even making excuses. I activated the X-ray machine inside me and documented the day and the class one by one. That day, in…
I've never been a misfit person That world where I suffocate is, of course, my intimacy, cross-legged and swaddled. My words are never isolated and my voice is still cheerful and my genealogy is still Sunshine. My ancestors, my grandfathers and many people I have read mercy on, maybe I am a dervish looking for his cap, I am the lodge of my heart. The wind that slays love and my feelings hanging in my temple. If I want to get profit, my hibiscus feelings that I boycotted life…
I'm still searching for myself that doesn't end My dreams, I say, my dreams. Uninterrupted and unintentional. I define the season, I define every new day as a day, I expect the season, actually intertwined time and emotions and negative positive comments, from wise men and women, and while I live on the branches and streets where I have settled with my heart, the pavement sparrow, while I live on the branches and streets where I have settled with my heart, I will not change…
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