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“All the beauties of this world seem to exist mysteriously to convince you that life is worth living, despite every tragedy happening every single second!”

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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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