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encyclopedic fine hardcover black-hearted exile. cold summer nights on my own childhood wire shot sümüğümsü salts flowing temperature. I've hated all the words which indirectly possible, darken the eye çukurlarımda tears accumulate. The only safe with a defenseless animal boynuzuydu, child of my mother, I always get time I could not find another temperature. children in the remotest of being a medical doctor, I gave up asabiyetinde soğukluğundayken vaccines. my mother died, my father smelled, poems, love her dimples ankaralı. embrace all the emotions creeping in from the dominant umutlarımdı What really matters in this life ezildikçe. I agreed and I was not a child anymore, all eyes seemed to purity in the empty space left behind a timeless blue, green. every beard looking like a snake from the sea as they hugged my father lies, my grandfather sanarken me. I've not be able to overflowing rivers overflow spills delta at the end of the sentence was in high school geography teacher slapped me it was cold, calloused right hand. physics, the order of the right hand for me, I was naive at the time, I did not shed innocent words that tire tip of my tongue easily. cats had been yaranamaz anyone other than your uncle's grocery store meat deprecatory rats all over the world. tekmelendikçe many times I've seen a prisoner used as the guinea pig aynalarımda cowardice. If tweezers in one hand and my mother's womb, who knows doğardım lucky, maybe navy blue yellow red writhing in my ear all the feelings so noble çınlarken. was the one that is clean in this world, my mother was the most exacting of all the crap, the world's chest gerercesine alone. emdiğim milk did not come my nose in no time, because I knew that emmedim helallik cows would not want anyway. defended all the sins in the afterlife, I laughed cheekily hand ado, I did not know other people who lost their coldness. I thought for ever and ever, I think about laughed at me. whereas ağlanacaktı. gift of childhood purity.