Eight. Seven. Six. Infinity.

""""Feriha, a twenty something girl writes letters to her younger sister Fidan, of all the things she felt, seen, and lived. Feriha finds her inner peace when she writes, so she sits down on a rugged carpet, with her pen and white sheet of paper, while sipping her tea, she lets her thoughts flow like water. This poem is an excerpt from the upcoming non-fiction book named Letters to Fidan. """"