If I have decided to go away
It is not because I have been shunned by my similars
Or because my friends are indifferent
But to mend the fragments caused by stupidity
With bullets of delusion….
In the wells of hypocrisy.
When the eagle rebels against the precipice and flies upwards
It remains alive and makes its nest
On the heights!
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