Through The Lenses Şiiri - Yorumlar

Muhammed Akkuş
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Standing upright, inhaling the constant breeze
Filling the stomach with two kinds of cheese
One indulges you until the sky turns pitch black
The other takes everything that you’d put back

Each remnant beneath the sack of your mirrors
Rolls down until the expression loses its form

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