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Power and conflict poetry
The emigrée quotes
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There
once
was
a
county…
I
left
it
as a
child
The
worst
news
But
I am
branded
by an
impression
of
sunlight.
as
time rolls
its
tanks
/ and the
frontiers
rise
between
us
i
can’t get it off my tongue.
it
tastes
of
sunlight.
I have no
passport
,
there’s
no
way back at all
My
city
takes
me
dancing through
the
city