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Revolution Is Back

Welcome back, my dear. Time to resume your tumult. Time to release the pent up feelings, time to wear crowns on everybody's head, time to being a poet of the soul of a nation bruised for decades. You could, for once, deliver on your promise, not replacing a crown for the turban, and autocracy for theocracy holding prayers on the skulls of crushed youth. Welcome back, my dear, you could scatter to dustbins the voices of counter-revolution.

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