Cappadocia

 
The whispers in the morning
Woke me up
Of me sleeping light                   
I helplessly sigh
Even though I have time             
I quickly walked up
Of seeing the hot air balloons     
On the mountain side
Sound of my heart beat               
Travelled thr morning light
Of me leading myself                   
Finding for a good site
The sun unwillingly woke up       
And birds flying up high
Of hundreds balloons floating     
What a beautiful sight

                                                                        

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