Bulgur Mill

We get up in the wind of the life like a wheat kernel, we grow tall every single day. We make a bid for surviving in the many hurricanes, many floods. We understand these things we can find us in our tiredness, intimidation and boredom at our old ages. Death is our fear which we want to forget in our lives.

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