People live in my verses,
They live in my thoughts, prayers, and heart.
When the crowd rehearses,
It is hard to be part of this art.
I am a universe holder.
Look, it is right on my bookshelf and in my chest.
You can cry on me; I am your shoulder.
Trust your secrets and sins, they will be laid to rest.
Tell your biggest obsessions,
I am a friend; I am not referee nor judge.
Tell your darkest confessions,
I will never hold a grudge.
But don’t make me speak of my own.
I’m not ready, not was, not now.
Please, be part of the show;
Play your role, I’ll also play mine somehow.
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© Copyright: Диля Насырова, 2026
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