With The Sound Of Sea
The wind filling into the bloody shirt of the war
Leaves shadows at the aegean sea with yellow lights
The cloak of an aglow beauty
Gets dispersed across the other side of the sea
Our word without facing the obstacle of borders
Carries to our journal dreams embedded in colors
History adds a marble word to its notepad:
Freedom
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