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To Sons Of Spring
Unite or perish
Escape from the trap
Set by the global lords
The land you cherish
Must fill in the gap
Work and give up the sword!
For you were fed a mirage
Of peace, by those elements
Of political discord
Arise and take charge
Of your governments
Freedom is not just a word.
poem
by
Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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