From the Book
"God, I Am Here" by Vagif Samadoghlu
There will be a wind blowing
In the street,
The day I die.
And it will be unfurling
Some garment of a child which will have been hung out to dry.
And that cloth will be fluttering
Like a flag of mourning,
The day when I die.
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