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Throne of my lonely niche, my wealth, my
love, my moonlight. My most sincere friend, my confidant, my very existence, my Sultana, my one and
only love.
The most beautiful among the beautiful. My springtime, my merry faced love, my
daytime, my sweetheart, my Jehan. My plants, my sweet, my rose, the one only
who does not distress me in this world. My Istanbul, my Caraman, the earth of my
Anatolia My Badakhshan, my Baghdad and
Khorasan. My woman of the beautiful hair, my love of the slanted brow, my love, of eyes full of
mischief.
I'll sing your praises always I, lover of the tormented heart, Muhibbi of
the eyes full of tears, I am happy.
- Devleti Ali-ye Osmaniye
- JoinedJanuary 7, 2018
- website: 지옥
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