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Life Comes To This
Love is flowing down these blood-washed streets.
We are not done.
You put us out yet cannot put us out.
You have not won.
Hate hopes to overpower
Yet is weak
For Freedom's spirit cannot be contained
By anything.
We are not crushed nor wilted
Nor alone
We are not bowed nor beaten
Nor undone
Listen, for we still are brave to speak
Words will be waged
Look, for we still carry our ...
Wednesday 23rd December 2020 11:05 am
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