Saturday, January 7, 2023

ACCOUNT

There is no.
 More or less.
 Hungry full.

 There is no.
 Door wall.
 Boulevard.

 Very little.
 winter summer.
 Warning.

 Open full.
 Stop run.
 Word crown.

 No.
 A lot.
 Full.

 HASAN AKBAL
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