I have forgotten the meaning under any sense that was once rhythmic
Nothing touches my soul in the vein of life and nothing is any longer hectic
Over a thin line of survival lies no gain,
Which brings neither breath nor pain
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you should write a love poem about the proud unique spirit of a Turkish woman my friend such a poem among poems
Over a thin line of survival lies no gain, Which brings neither breath nor pain, , , beautifully written with great sense of feeling. i liked it....10