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Guray Gunay Jul 2020
You’re like Rome to me,
All the roads lead to you.
Guray Gunay Jul 2020
My miserable life which you have lend,
Who could know it would end with such abend?
Like every other wound i had
Will my rotten body mend?
Guray Gunay Jul 2020
Your life crossed mine,
In a way that is divine.
Your lips were so encouraging,
Finer than a bottle of wine.
Guray Gunay Jul 2020
I haven’t seen such delight in many moons,
Earth gifting you with beauty, which later she dooms.

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