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I must die without telling anyone.
A drop of blood must be on one corner of my mouth.
Those who don't know me
Will say,
``No doubt he loved somebody.''
Those who know me,
``Good for him. Poor man, he suffered a lot.''
But the true reason must be none of that.

Orhan Veli Translated by Murat Nemet-Nejat, 1989