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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-10-11 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | I was born on the sixteenth of August seven months old against nature while trying to grow to my father… I started school I knew how to read and write for the teachers and the school I started football the competitors were ill-tempered I left, I was disabled I started to work not to mention the one when I was five or six years old then to the life in the years of seventies I fell opposite to the system got lost with my peers where was I supposed to live what? I was the representative of one lost generation and then long after… I have undressed to become a boss, I wanted what I deserved I fell opposite to what I wanted… I became a laborer I asked for my rights I fell opposite with my employer..! everything was upside down, I became a poet… Poem by: Attila Elüstün 10.10.2011 Şişli/İstanbul Translation by: Günsel Djemal Bromley/London
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