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She cried…
that moment,
a nation taking another step
towards tyranny.
It wasn’t because people protested for their rights,
it was because they had to,
because they were treated as the enemy
in their own home.
She cried…
maybe it was the innocent dying,
or the military in the streets.
Maybe,
in the end,
it was the teargas in her eyes.
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