Black is the day that the shadow Fell over our land. All want the cannon gibberish while Freedom drinks hemlock like Socrates; Powerful men control speech. The strongest, through their money, Create their government Of portals and addresses. Strong they are, And great among the nations. They silence the voices of the dissident. They crush opposition with silence. Silence, they say, is the enemy. Yet, when skilled voices are Stopped, the strong are made weak Through silence... How can my voice break through?
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