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sana kendimi verdim, beni yok etme.
'âh. sana adamış olduğum benliğimin içinde seni kaybederek bana kendimi kaybettirme.
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Birdsong of History
I hear the call of a bird that died out a century ago, Preserved in imperfect recordings Of second-hand whistles, The last ghost of an echo that cannot be heard Over the din of a busy parking lot. The truth of that song, Of the birds that nestled in trees now lost in the ocean, Of the land swallowed by rising seas, Is something we will never know again. Last words are often drowned out by the sound of dying.
Even as the last hollow-boned corpse falls into the water, Even as the bleached white skeleton is slowly overtaken by seafoam, It is rescued by a keen eye And reconstructed as best we can.
Someone thought to preserve what was already lost. Someone saw what was once there And it was beautiful. Someone learned of a song they will never hear And decided it was a story worth saving.