You are my enslavement and my
You are my flesh burning like a raw summer
You are my
You are the green silks in hazel
You are big, beautiful and
And you are my sorrow that isn't feltthe more I feel it.
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Nazim Hikmet
Nâzım Hikmet Ran (15 January 1902 – 3 June 1963),[3][4] commonly known as Nâzım Hikmet (Turkish: [naːˈzɯm hicˈmet] (About this soundlisten)), wa…
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