You have one kind of beauty
in the mirror
another in bed.
Ignore their whispers
dress up
put your lipstick on.
Come
just to spite them
to the coffeehouse
at promenade time.
Let them whisper:
you're my friend,
aren't you?
Orhan Veli Kanik
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