the same old country with the hope that renews itself
each year as if by contract, something better is coming
something bigger, they say. A refuge of the wires. of tin baked roofs
an anthology no one understand like words on abstractions
a delicious, delirious contrast of this and that
of broken homes and villas on the edges of town
this is your new Wattan, a universe
celebrating a day of independence, for a minute
from time and reality
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