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    language bearers, photographers, diary makers
    you with your memory are dead, frozen
    lost in a present that never stops passing
    here lives the incantation of matter
    a language forever."

    "like a flame burning away the darkness
    life is flesh on bone convulsing above the ground

    şurayı bi çevirin binler.
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