Raining mosques,
falling flags,
on my head and on my shoulders.
Must i tell how that place is out of ordinary? so extraordinary? how is beautiful hookah breathing? how are beautiful some laughts? how is it all new? how is beautiful that house? or how is normal to fight the independence of their country? how turkish people are so fucking nice? how turkish is so beautiful?
how all is so beautiful, big decadent but handy? how is possible movin?
and how i feel home in this country of genuine people?
Do you need to know it??
(10,9,2010)
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