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Apr 2019
God threw me into the toilet
And flushed me down
Mix... mix in again
Get mixed to black and white presence
I smeared on yin-yang the blue.
Under the rainbow I challenged God's algorithm.
Then they excommunicated me outta blue planet.
i fell to Zoroastrian temple way.
is Ahura Mazda in my veins?
The gods of all religions wait for my falling with sin.
Purify... Purify with sincerely and pain

a stateless who is fired from every land.
A traveler who boiles her feet by walking.
I've been covered through presence itself.
Where is the presence?
Rebellious Kawa's tirade on the theater arena

Oh rebels get in my hell
     - forgive me, my God! We are the fruit of evil as a part of your being!

She is fired from god's way
A voice which never been heard and a colour which never been saw
  Goes up to sky by piercing her heart
     black and white is painted by blue
       Rebellion goes up to sky by winging
Ilayda Aydın
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Ilayda Aydın  18/F
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