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This nation once fought for its liberty, its redemption, its freedom. Now it sets all its rights aside just because those who reside in this nation simply lost the fire that once burned in their heart. The freedom that this nations heroes fought long ago is being disregard. The countrymen act like the notion of freedom is nothing. I dream about the nation this piece of land used to be. How nationalistic it once was, how love used to fill the air. Now, nothing remains but the memories of what used to be. I would honestly rather live and die in the time wherein this nation fervently fought for its freedom and its rights, wherein each and every person loved its homeland, than live today where apathy rules.
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Apr 12, 2010
Apr 12, 2010 at 1:54 AM UTC
What is once used to be
This nation once fought for its liberty, its redemption, its freedom. Now it sets all its rights aside just because those who reside in this nation simply lost the fire that once burned in their heart. The freedom that this nations heroes fought long ago is being disregard. The countrymen act like the notion of freedom is nothing. I dream about the nation this piece of land used to be. How nationalistic it once was, how love used to fill the air. Now, nothing remains but the memories of what used to be. I would honestly rather live and die in the time wherein this nation fervently fought for its freedom and its rights, wherein each and every person loved its homeland, than live today where apathy rules.
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Filipino
Apr 12, 2010
Apr 12, 2010 at 1:54 AM UTC
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