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Beneath A Tyrant's Boot
They dragged him from his rightful place, With chains of lies, they bind his grace. A mayor strong, a people's voice, Now silenced by a tyrant's choice. His crime? To win where one might fail, To show that change could still prevail. But truth is crushed beneath the weight Of he who rules with fear and hate. The streets are filled with muffled cries, Yet protests fall where...
Sunday 23rd March 2025 4:08 pm
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