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Colonial Master
Europe. America. You call yourselves masters. But to many, you have become parasites. Living from the labor and wealth of weaker nations. For centuries, you have extended your influence, manipulating the host, draining its resources to sustain your own power. Like a leech, feeding upon the blood of the weak. Your cruelty. Your ambition. Your greed. Have left many nations in poverty. Your deeds have become, to your critics, a symbol of evil. Your institutions, they say, were not built to uplift, but to dominate. To divide. To control. Racism has become the poison of your heart. Division has become your favorite weapon. You have suffocated Africa. You have manipulated Asia. And still, you speak of civilization. But history never sleeps. It remembers every empire. Every conquest. Every wound. The mirror of history stands waiting. And every nation must one day face its own reflection. For no empire can outrun the shadow of its deeds. Power fades. Truth remains. And history, however patient, always returns to collect its account.
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