Erol KIRIK'S Poetry page  
      The Usual Game           


            This is the real life but it is just a usual  game
               Closing your eyes, surely will bury your fame
                 Do not need skies , everything tells you the same
                    Do not  seek others ,temporary beings are our name
                                  15.09.1999

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