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“Get rid of the people who pull you down, be with the people who pull you up because as you go down you always lose, you get lost in the darkness! And when you go up, remember this: Just like those who pull you up, save someone else, pull him up!”

Quote by Mehmet Murat Ildan

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Mehmet Murat Ildan
Mehmet Murat Ildan

Mehmet Murat Ildan is a renowned Turkish writer born on May 16, 1965. His works span various literary forms including novels, essays, and poetry, and have gained widespread popularity among readers. more

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