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Time is pouring, like Tortum waterfall.
Emotions are embroidered in passing days,
pilling up, sorrow and remorse.
They don't show any remark, though
corrupting, that is more independent than me.
My countenance still maintains,
sparkling which is reflected by the Eremiel's wings.

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