I Overflowed Into My Loneliness With My Mind Şiiri

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9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN

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Seed,
Every seed is a mystic.
They searched for the secrets within.
I was broken, it wasn't a wind, it was a seed.

Tree,
They cut the tree.

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