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Poplar Trees

Oh poplar Tree , oh poplar tree
My body is cold, my heart shivers
With a vulgar pair of scissors,
they carved me out
like a picture from an old photograph.
 
Half of me left there
trying to complete itself with emptiness
like a cut hand on my shoulder
Which still, still bleeds ceaselessly
 
Oh poplar tree, oh poplar tree
Pain has persued me and is on my tail
Oh poplar tree , oh poplar tree
as it whistles from behind
 
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Kavaklar

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