Many years ago, a poet, who didn’t even share the same world view as mine, had to flee his country, much like I did, for being labeled a ‘traitor’ said: “My lonely and beautiful country…” You don’t choose where you are born, geography is a matter of fate, so the ‘loneliness’ became the fate for the ‘beautiful’ people of this country for many generations…
from Advocates of Silenced Turkey https://silencedturkey.org/a-breath
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