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She put my liver over the fire of her face Cheeks

She put my liver over the fire of her face Cheeks called her braids To blowing winds Oh Pishko..!! How much you like burning??!! ~ Pishko (My father - Kurdish poet)
She put my liver over the fire of her face Cheeks called her braids To blowing winds Oh Pishko..!! How much you like burning??!! ~ Pishko (My father - Kurdish poet)
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