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Retired Traveller

I’ve finished with travels, for I can’t agree With the reasons I’m discriminated Won’t pay for the visa a notable fee Won’t wait in the queue of migrated I’m blamed for the crimes which I didn’t commit Stigmatized for a thing they call “nation” I’ve nowhere to go and I’ve no one to meet My train doesn’t stop at your station I may not be happy about it, but such Is the case that I’ve to comprehend My dear foreign friend, I don’t know you that much As you seem to know who I am I’m lazy, incurious, spoiled and defiant I live in the land of the snow I’m a parallel world to political giants That all of you are, as I know Think better of me, if you can, for I’m not Your enemy or cater cousin Who dreams to come over with problems he’s got To share at least half a dozen.

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