SNOW

White, silk like snow
A girl has walked in a mild steps of snow and imagine
I thought of my friends, dear things
As if everything has us and it will be with us
Songs stole in the rooms
I thought all the people should love
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A post that describes the feelings that these strings belonging to Ataol Behramoğlu and people say write a writing about this writing and if you say what comes to your mind if you see this writing if I see this writing, I will be happy. My stress will be gone, I  think Ataol Behramoğlu wrote these stanzas for the stress. And when I read that poem when my eyes were closed and I saw some beautiful snows and I felt really comfortable and I saw I was a very little thin like ants that all these are comes to my mind. What comes to your mind when you read this poem?