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| 13-DEC-2008 | |
The "Dur, yolçu" text that reminds us of the many who died here.
From another site I quote the English translation of part of this poem:
"Stop passer-by!
This soil you thus tread unawares
Is where an age sank.
Bow and listen,
This quiet mound is where the heart of a nation throbs."
Copyright Dick Osseman. For use see my Profile.
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