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Jul 2020
At God's doorstep asking for forgiveness,
Asking for help really.
Lost somewhere and could not be found,
I am still searching for myself, in past, the present, future.
Don't really know, or have no plans,
Among thousand of islands the stranded one I am not.
I am at the doorstep of the God.
Written by
Yerkebulan Tynybek
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