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A Guitar of Light

As though someone has thrown away a dark net and the town has become a trout in the net; as though no morning has ever approached here, the town has submerged in overflowing darkness. The town is, as it were, the island of a fairy tale. I wonder who are, like the giants, snatching away the tip on the forehead of a teen girl, then devour the bone-marrow in rapture. I wonder who finally by tearing up the civilization are eating up its bones and flesh. Didn't ever a single pir* or saint come in this darkness here? If so, you, the poet, take up the charge and play the guitar of light in the darkness. * a Muslim religious leader

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