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# Bosphorus
2017, beşiktaş
They asked everyone to walk
One Friday evening
Smells cologne.
Smells sweat...
Smells pepper..
Smells blood...
Smells like everything
Which is not
Human.
Lies do not grow old.
Neither do
Dead children.
Yet, all the same
They asked everyone to walk.
One Friday evening.
Gulls did not see it coming.
They cried out loud,
To the whole territory.
Of the beautiful lady.
Seven hills, bosphorus
Covered in lotus:
"""
You lunatic.
Your shame is yours.
You dictator.
Your slaves are doors.
I owe you the right
To spit in your face.
With a red and violent
Cry in my eyes.
My home-made lava-gull.
I will burn you.
With love.
"""
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