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The Good Conqueror (Sonnet)
Born in the land of multiculturalism,
I grew up speaking three languages,
mother tongue, national tongue and English.
Then in my late teens I acquired
my fourth tongue Telugu on a whim,
and later along the years,
I acquired my fifth, Turkish, which
became my dearest, and my sixth,
yet to be perfected, Spanish.
That's the only conquest I care about,
for language is the highway to culture.
Not real estate, gadgets or cash,
give me languages, give me cultures.
English is my work language,
Turkish is my love language.
Science is my brain language,
Integration, my heart language.
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