9 Haziran 1963 Razgrad/BULGARİSTAN
Your presence illuminates,
Prints line by line,
Your absence makes you cry,
Your absence is death.
Even your dream is real,
Very difficult friend.
To suffer from ignorance,
Your absence is death.
Death is still beautiful,
It hurts people eternally,
Please come now,
Your absence is death.
Kayıt Tarihi : 4.4.2023 18:09:00
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