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Shaping Tomorrows

They are sinking In the multiplication tables While growing older In a lack of emotional resources... The differences Are unnoticeable In mirrors... These They are nailed To loneliness. The seasons Are unnoticeable in their hearts... The years Rotting In their eyes To them... The revolution Is not the result Of the last few minutes In their alphabet There is a path To curses. by Uzeyir Lokman CAYCI Traduit par Yakup YURT en français French free verse translated into English free verse by F.J. Bergmann., 2002

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