THEY WON'T KNOWFor my children,
For their children too?
More or less
My shared piece From Black Sea...
Five or ten acres of land from sky.
The things I want to give them when I was alive,
The things I couldn't give, fleeings, hidings caused.
I know for that reason
They won't feel my absence,
It will be like I'm always alive for them
From a distance, a bit further.
They will say our father, our grandfather, never stayed still,
He never knew what trouble was, what worry was...
They won't know what I knew.
Rifat ILGAZ
Kulagimiz Kiriste adlı siir kitabndan 1983
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I studied silence to learn the music
I joined the sinful to regain innocence
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MY PHOTOACCOUNT ; HAVE TO SEE XD
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"If the people we love are taken from us, the way they live on is to never stop loving them. Buildings burn, people die, but real love is forever."
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* Oh, How Wrong We Were to Think that Immortality Means Never Dying*
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