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I know this man 

He is lanky
The Land he leads smells of the stench of the dead
His Army is weak, yet he loves to be a General
They shout Corruption, yet their values are increasingly corrupt


I thought he would bring the Stars
But he has brought darkness upon the Land
Ah,
He is not the person I dreamt
I thought he would unite the Land and rain a Future of Hope


He is planning a feast to celebrate victory over those he aided with hunger and death.
I hear you plan to attend and join in the dance.
Count me out!


Nothing development comes out of narrow minds
They set fire on those things that elevate
They are like the dry trees of Tariri


The day will come and the people will find their strength.

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