I'm a madman, tired and lonely, a guest on the sidewalks. The eyes of the night are upon me. I'm a small island in the middle of the sea, I can't swim, I left my heart somewhere, I'm far from where I left off. I shut the doors up, the slides pull my brains out. Eyy patient dervish, teach me patience too. I'm crazy, but I know a lot. Colors and tastes mean nothing to me. I go from where endings begin to where beginnings end. I'm like a black train, always on the same rails. I'm crazy, I refused the scratched lines. I am an avalanche in Hakkari, I will burn coal in Şırnak, I am a coffin cell in Eskişehir, fairy chimneys in Nevşehir, massacre in Maraş, forest fire in Marmaris, sedge of chambers in Tunceli, shepherd's tide in Erzurum plateau, 7 sister signs in Diyarbakır, olive tree in Derek... I am a wall, a statue of independence in America, an aged wine in France, a square of freedom in England. I am a hungry child in Somalia, 1 gram of cocaine in the Netherlands, a refugee camp in Iraq, a democrat against the regime in Iran, a glorious delivery in Brazil, maybe news between Syria and Güldağ... A MILITAN AGAINST THE CALLS TO SURVIVE IN ADANA. I was shot in the back, man. My body is in 4 parts, the resurrection crutch. I WAVE THE MOON AND STAR FLAG ON MY FOREWORTH WITH AN INJURED BIRD SINGING WITH A FREEDOM TURKUS IN THE CAGE OF GOGSUM. I'm a scourge of death bullet, sister. I've been killed a thousand times but I'm not. I am the acrobat of the row, a natural disaster, a social scourge... I am crazy, my feelings are always censored, my tears are liars like the life of a prostitute. My ropes will break from where they thinned. Be brother, I live the moment of intensity without knowing who I miss. Oh brother, I want to disperse, I can't disperse, I'll disperse myself. The brown of my eyes is getting darker, people's blood turns red. I can't look at anyone's face, I will turn into a pup in need of love. I'm crazy, a gun with a silencer, a bomb with a stopped clock, I scream but I can't be heard. I find happiness in a cigarette that I light, in a cigarette that I wrap in a place, the smoke of my happiness descends over the city. My eyes swore not to cry, I'm crazy. It snows and the sun rises, I get scorched. Some people sleep, some are opers, I'll be a lalezar to the grave open. My body is cleaned with anthills and footprints

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