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şeirlər poems
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I have been secretly watching my friend, who had
been staring at blue waters shaking the yacht. I can
hear the whispers of the grief from his loss inside
him.
I can see the memories full of love taking him
back to the past, to the years of youth. I can see, listen
and feel this clearly.
Oh, God! Give me more power. Bring me back
to the Word...
I am whispering inside.
My frozen feelings start melting, flowing inside
me...
I slowly start reciting the poem. Everyone’s eyes
are on me…
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