I sing a lamentof a nation divideda strong man pulled downright on down to his knees But worse still and so infinitelymuch more disturbingis His much treasured familychock full of the disease For we spit and we sputterwith our tongues all unfurledwe devour and bitewe are just like the world Oh, we cherish our freedomgrab…
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This morning I was sitting on the balcony with my daughter and my coffee. The sun was on my right side and a gentle breeze was blowing. Not many Turks get up as early as our daughter, so it was pretty quiet — enough to hear the birds chirping loudly from the tree about five…
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