In memory of the poet #Nazim_Hikmet, who died like today 3rd of June 1963 " You " You are my enslavement and my freedom. You are my flesh burning like a raw summer night. You are my country. You are the green silks in hazel eyes. You are big, beautiful and triumphant. And you are my sorrow that isn't felt the more I feel it.
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