Do not think that if I wanted the separation
kahbe destiny wrote us a separation.
Sayrılık malady that has come upon us
Enemies, not friends wrote gayrılık.
Would I want you here I was there
Asking hallarımı distressed dardayım
I stayed for erring conscience yard
I wrote to say that the curvature of...
From head to trouble Thin attack
You got it at my head tilting
It's called the Murad found
He wrote a small brain uğruluk
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