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Love is not a lifetime with him, but a lifetime for him “It's my fault! It's okay if I express my pain. But instead of throwing around the words that are as bitter as possible, I swallow them. They recklessly poison me..." says Poetry. He has a dear friend, Eda, next to him, who makes him say, "Sisterhood is a mandatory friendship, friendship is a chosen sisterhood." And three men who touched Siir's life... "You are more beautiful than all the poems I have ever heard, read, listened to or performed!" said Ezel. Baran, who defends the thesis "Love has no age, nor does it have any logic". And his story is a Recep stuck between "I'm jealous of everyone else" and "How did I love that cruel woman?" The mood of the poem is chaotic. He expresses himself as follows: "All colors have left my life. I am content with black and white... They have pushed me deep into a black hole. My eyes are longing for the seven colors of the rainbow. If they touch me, my heart will fall apart. My brain has already taken its burden. It is a mess..."

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Dough Type: 2. Dough

Media Type: Paperback

Number of Pages: 336

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