It's rather saddening that you have to desire
life, blood's patrimony, history
something you can't take from somebody
no matter how much you envy
and then you're doomed to be drifting leftover
from rotting national romanticism
It's not the language that will dress you into a new suit
it's not the desire that will accept you into the community
once you were born outside of it
It's rather saddening that what you don't have
is what you long for
Emigration creates wide emptiness
even if was born after the foreign has become an origin
But the residents of the city of hopes
can only dream of originality, purpose
And is it even right
to try to take the disappearing one's property
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