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HESABA GİRDİM SİNEM HAHAHAHAHAHHA

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"When the shy star goes forth in heaven
          All maidenly, disconsolate,
          Hear you amid the drowsy even
          One who's singing by your gate.
          His song is softer than the dew
          And he is come to visit you.
          
          O bend no more in revery
          When he at eventide is calling,
          Nor muse: Who may this singer be
          Whose song about my heart is falling?
          Know you by this, the lover's chant
          'Tis I that am your visitant."