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My sweet one
My shy heart keens for you
my poor heart. Where are you?
You with your sweet tongue,
with your sweet smile, your eyes
doe eyes; my heart seeks you. Where are you.
You cry when I cry, and laugh as I do.
You know my heart and my trouble.
You laugh because you know my heart
it looks for you. Where are you?
My breast hides an unknown wound,
for which no doctor has a cure.
My head is bent with suffering.
Darkened I look for you. Where are you.
Translated September 5, 2020
lara arikan
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