I did breathe it
Invented from the farthest
Memory
Indoctrinated
To put a word of freedom
To escape
To the unknown
I came back in bondage
Islamabad
29/4/2010
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I would like to translate this poem
how ironic..an yet how often does this happen...the route to freedom leads to yet another form of captivity..excellent