Leaf and tattered peace. What memories, devotion, fear, sadness. Peyami Bey had ideas, and a quiet audience filled with the desire to speak for himself. About life and the afterlife. To unrighteous death, to the burden of death that death has made, to the pain that it carries afterwards. The loneliness of the returnees, the impossibility of the answers. And it's about herself. Secrets, loneliness, privacy. After a never-ending and ever-after-a-lifetime haunt. The losses he dreamed of bringing back. Missing language. Between the two worlds. That forbidden bond is forbidden, between the living and the dead. And I do not care for myself. From the screams that reside in the dreams of the living, voice sound, syllable syllable. Back to the moment of birth of the soul, darkness from within.
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