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Hamed
@hamedns
I say it’s decayed, They say it’s not. I say it’s distant, They say it’s not. With my own hand, I point each one out to them, They look on with agreement Yet still, they do not accept it. ■ Poet: Özdemir Asaf [Özdemir Asaf / Turkey, 1923–1981]
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Griselda
@kittyy
Beautiful poem 💖
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