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I know that living
It means fighting for the sake of children in a clear sky...
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Yes, it's a noose around my neck, but I
I'm not anyone's slave
Because they wrote tarantula on the sticker on my chest
I'm not going to say my name is tarantula
The brick I held on to when I was about to fall
I will not call myself Lord.
I do not agree with the history that does not recognize me
who doesn't hug me close to his chest
I will not beg for consent from nature.Sayfa 243 - Tiyo YayıncılıkKitabı okudu
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♡
Your birds would be calling the season to journeys
♡Sayfa 18
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We caress the footsteps of hope...
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Kapanmaz yağmurun açtığı yaralar
çocuklarda.
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I will return to my heart, but in what way?Sayfa 36Kitabı okudu
Senin kuşların olurdu mevsimi yolculuklara çağıran.
İsmet Özel
Ne olmak istiyorsak, (şu anda) o değiliz ve ne olacak isek (henüz) o değiliz ama (bir zamanlar) ne idiysek (artık) o değiliz.
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