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Aug 2015
The only store miles away
I'm wounded dragging myself
The man invited me in, asking if I knew his language
"Merhaba, burada yeni?" He asks
And I said "yes Im traveling far away from home"
He gives me bandages and pain killers
"İyi iyi şanslar genç adam ve veda"
He gave me twenty dollars and 2 bottles of water for the long road ahead
I went out to start back on my travels
I never said thank you but I think he got the message
Never meet people like this everyday
K G
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K G  21/M/Long Island
(21/M/Long Island)   
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