Whispers ignite in hidden halls,
sparks of dissent gather,
a thunderstorm swelling in the ranks.
No lightning of tyranny can silence this roar
voices surge, speaking the truth
fracturing chains,
rolling over the soil of fear.
Autocracy trembles, its fortress undone,
as rebellion rains justice,
storming toward dawn,
where freedom breathes;
humanity wins

Very nice.
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