What Am I?

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When you're flying high I am your border.

I am clear on your Earth just like water.

I have seen much; hunger, famine & slaughter.

Of especially those who look at me and wonder.


Hear the words I say, you're lost so you wander.    

Even the wisest is clueless, naive as a toddler.

Not lost by path, but lost as a beholder.

It's time you wake and become an enfolder.


For two free minds, whom you'd call youngster,

Will reveal a secret, and you'll be its defender,

Within the utopian mind of  a Turkish writer,

Throughout her story, I'll be your narrator.





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