A gurbet hikâyesi friends in your development to this world. Most poems have been on the song gurbet. Gurbet is so painful/What is inside/ All me foreign/ All in any other form. We are voiced to us “exbet poet” Kemalettin Public. In some of us, in some of us, which is such a scar that leaks such gurbet. Gurbet skinz is aware of what we are in gurbette since we came to the world? From the loved ones of Gurbet, from the homeland to another place from where you belong. We all come to play with our friends who are involved in our own fate. We will play and go, gurbet will end. We are, what we are, where we are, why we have come to the world scene where we came to find a lot of questions as we are here. We were forgotten. Get love to remember. Many scenes were installed in order to comprehend this, many players were dâhil. What is happy to have the difference of the game. The player who has been defeated into the game, not knowing that the game is played, but he becomes herself vay! Know yourself and understand. Here is all the node here. It should not be solved. Because each body is the knots that are opened, opened as they have solved. Home There are ola, schler defola.” The singers of the vesves, fears, concerns perhaps. All of us are huge gems that we put on our way. The way to remove these obstacles is to place the hope of all of them. Get up to the moon, find yourself, and solve the bond to the vesves, and the hope is to be wrapped in the rope. Your way is “Open” way. In the way of love, God finds salvation to the rope. Haydi, solve and bond to sves! It destroys the bond and its self. You are free to strengthen self-employment. Don’t get the speedy companion. Speedr’s journey is not easy. It is necessary to get rid of judgment, zan and criticism in order to be the companion of Speedr. Home It is the most sin and deepest well. Do not agree to the civilization, with the role of the victim, he hangs you to the tree of self. Isai tree connects the victim so tight, and asar that you blame others even when you drown. Imagine that everything is the role of friends. Everyone and everything came together, and he hangs you to this network. When you notice this game, you bend the neck as they cope with the filling. You understand that everything is for your development. There is nothing ending with it. So there is a consciousness and scare mind from the grandmother. He creates the narrowness of the sensations, for networks. Fortunate networks, networks to be taken, networks to abandon, networks that are not understood, networks that are not deserved. Networks also networks. Let's look at the network. Perhaps he will rub the evil in the cryings. You wash the hearts out of the poison. No matter what poisons will go out, you will clean your heart from dirt, rust. Let’s forget that the enlightenment will start to realize and remember the unity. With the language to be aware and enlightened...