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Folk Song for Outgoings

Night and snow under the windows,


Railways shining in the white dark,
The hands shaking without means and desperately,
This one explains to be not reunited.

Third place is a waiting room,


A child with naked foot is sleeping,
Night and snow is again on the windows,
Murmurs its painful folk song....

They were singing a folksong at inside,


Which this goes was our my brother's folksong,
Friends! Don't look at my eyes!
This was real story of Millions.

BY EDIP AKBAYRAM

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