My home....
where I was born and raised
used to be warm and lovely;
now filled with darkness and horror.
My family....
whom I had grown with
used to be cheerful and lively;
now living with fear and terror.
My friends....
whom I shared my life with
used to be pure and merry;
now living with wounded heart.
A free bird...
which is just freed
used to be caged
now flying with an olive branch
for the place it loves.
by Aung San Suu Kyii
2003
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