Haunting Beauty
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An open house upon the hills
No doors and no windows
Open secret for those
Who scales the height
Light plays with darkness
Wind plays with rains
Whoever goes
Never wishes to return
All in silence except wind blows
You must visit once
Haunting beauty.
Bu şiiri puanla
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