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You hear that sound?

Metal chains are broken.

Slaves are freed from their prisons.

Let’s fly!

 

You smell that scent?

It is from blood and sweat.

They will not fall on this land now.

Let’s laugh!

 

You see that mass?

No longer mere objects.

They have become what they are- Men!

Let’s live!

 

You taste that tang?

The bitterness of past

Replaced by sweetness of future.

Let’s hope!

 

You feel that wind?

It is the coming change

Wildest dreams will become real.

Let’s rise!

 

 

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