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“If you sit in the darkness and write poems about the beauty of light, that doesn't mean you understand the importance of light! The whole point is to praise the light not when you don't have it but when you have it!”

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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