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No Guarding our rights
Despite one's wish
Events are choices
We cannot recind
Identity requies money
Even now the heros
Work their will
Yearning for their independences still
Tis a waywood path
No matter how we choose
Within all we will always lose
Tasks maybe hard
A life cannot be bard
Because we fools
Allow all those elections
And place those phoney Ministers
Onto the throne
poem
by
Suzan Gumush
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