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May be I can Say
When the sun arriving a day in here, - in Aisa,
You may live in the night, that I left it behind...
When you miss a spring, may be...
I will be in a spring without missing...
When you touch a love somewhere in there,
I would be in a dream of love...
But this must be certain, the poem always will remain behind; because poem is the words of life... And everything can be finished but life stays with whatever we make.
nia from Turkey