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I’m twenty-seven,

she’s seventeen.

“Blind Cupid,

lame Cupid,

both blind and lame Cupid

said, Love this girl,”

I was going to write;

I couldn’t say it

but still can!

But if

it rained,

if the lines I wrote got swamped,

if I have twenty-five cents left in my pocket,

what the hell…

Hey, spring is here spring is here spring

spring is here!

My blood is budding inside me!

Nâzım Hikmet – 20 and 21 April 1929

Photos – Sabine Küper-Büsch, Thomas Büsch