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I want to be understood by my country, but if I fail to be understood - what then?, I shall pass through my native land to one side, like a shower of slanting rain.

Vladimir Mayakovsky (1975). “Klop, Stikhi, Poėmy”, p.311, Indiana University Press
I want to be understood by my country, but if I fail to be understood - what then?, I shall pass through my native land to one side, like a shower of slanting rain.