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What will happen? Let me tell you what will happen I will plant my flag on a hill And defend it against all enemies to the death I will sing a song to the elements To atone for my wrongs And when the wind and rain come to shake my foundation I will stand strong I will face the malice of man Like a buffalo running towards a storm And the sneers of naysayers will be loud But my ears will be numb And the dubious crowd lodging in my mind shouting anthems of profanity Won’t have their way this time For the glory of this perfect nation Will be like Messi in his second prime And evil will be confronted head-on And a father won’t have to bury his son A mother will marry off her daughter While she is still young He will be her comfort, she will be his peace She will reject the apple, unlike her ancestor Eve The only war a man will have to fight Is the war against the evil lurking in his soul And present himself to his neighbour Whole
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 4:42 AM UTC
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What will happen? Let me tell you what will happen I will plant my flag on a hill And defend it against all enemies to the death I will sing a song to the elements To atone for my wrongs And when the wind and rain come to shake my foundation I will stand strong I will face the malice of man Like a buffalo running towards a storm And the sneers of naysayers will be loud But my ears will be numb And the dubious crowd lodging in my mind shouting anthems of profanity Won’t have their way this time For the glory of this perfect nation Will be like Messi in his second prime And evil will be confronted head-on And a father won’t have to bury his son A mother will marry off her daughter While she is still young He will be her comfort, she will be his peace She will reject the apple, unlike her ancestor Eve The only war a man will have to fight Is the war against the evil lurking in his soul And present himself to his neighbour Whole
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May 5
May 5, 2026 at 4:42 AM UTC
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