But Language
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But language
I must speak
That is mine.
The air I desire
That is thin.
Help me, I want
To tell my style
And my religion.
Wait and watch,
The identity mark.
Deprivation and
Injustices are there,
But matter not
If my living is fair.
Bu şiiri puanla
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