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The foaming sea
The surface of the sea turns foam,
a boat could take me on the sea.
I have come upon this earth
because of human beauty.
The sea is all made up of sails.
Death has found us quickly.
A candle burns in a plate
in the middle of the sea.
My darling, I will leave this earth
out of love for my country.
Translated August 13, 2020
lara arikan
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