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Liberty! Equality! Fraternity!
Her screams leading the marchers
beneath the black & red banner;
she who cries out for love
is the nurse to our wounded souls;
the salve to our injuries;
******-led by the scions of timeless
dripping & dribbling;
cries of mothers on the streets their

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candles held aloft in night parades like dragons;
she who is a ****'s Zionist daughter screams
for the moon to draw down upon the hills of factories
& merchants are thrown shoeless into the streets