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One struggles neath the ever bearing hand of tyranny One rises up in revolution, wanting to be free One gives his life a soldier so the rest might live in peace One celebrates in freedom as they cheer throughout streets One starts his life from little but is free to make his way One has more than his father at the closing of the day One worked for very little yet expected everything One sold his vote to get it without ever wondering One sat in idle apathy as tyrants raised their hand One wonders how it all went wrong and doesn’t understand

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