American dream, a falsified dream?
I never dreamt of living in a country, instead I wished a good house for me and my family, a good strong job, good food and a formidable health and land, always land as far as my eyes could seeI think wanting a country is the dream of those who govern us
it's the old dream of G-d, encircling the cattle and starting to count them
Poetry by Albert Vynckier
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Written on 2025-05-07 at 04:29
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