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“I am not considered dangerous anymore. I dried my heart between a thick book ” (Didem Madak )

You get angry with me not to write poems with flowers, mister You don’t know, my body is blown away I hide behind the flowery curtains. I’m sitting in the dark, not lighting the lights … (Didem Madak)

I drank milk so that my pain will ease I ate chocolate and walked into a corner To take my poison You never know, you will never know I learned hymns. You don’t know what poison.. (Didem Madak)

Hiding in the clouds for years I’m an illegal rain. If I rained, I will be costly. ( Didem Madak)

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