Devran

Devran

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Everything was a dream, a dream. Every word spoken is epic. Time was flying by, making me forget the details. There was no room for truth. Scribes were writing and drawing engravings. They were writing and drawing, but once time took a breath, it was okay! The people were whistling and talking with folk songs, and the horse rider was thinking more about the weather he was going to ride than the route he was going to take. The stone of Kurdistan had changed with its soil, and he had fallen under the spell of the dream. Every step was an epic and it was being recreated with the epics it created. This situation was more real than reality
Publisher : Doz Publications
Number of pages : 140
ISBN : 9789756876695
The heart : Turkish
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Sizlerden gayet memnunum emeğinize sağlık
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Gayet pratik ve hoş
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Hızlı teslimat sağlandı .çok iyi bir şekilde bantlanmış teşekkürler. Gayet memnunum. Xwedê we bihêle .
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Alış veriş yapmak gayet kolay oldu.
Üye olmadan sipariş verebildim.
Ayrıca, kargo süreci hakkında da sistem üzerinden güncel olarak bilgilendirildim.
Memnuniyet duydum.
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Nursel DOĞAN | 25/10/2024
Devran Everything was a dream, a dream. Every word spoken is epic. Time was flying by, making me forget the details. There was no room for truth. Scribes were writing and drawing engravings. They were writing and drawing, but once time took a breath, it was okay! The people were whistling and talking with folk songs, and the horse rider was thinking more about the weather he was going to ride than the route he was going to take. The stone of Kurdistan had changed with its soil, and he had fallen under the spell of the dream. Every step was an epic and it was being recreated with the epics it created. This situation was more real than reality DOZ0084
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