The revolution will not come down from the sky with raindrops. There will be no savior from the waves of your rivers. No leader will come out of the chambers of power to break the shackles of your helplessness and chains of compulsion. How long will you run here and there in the worry of filling your stomach, covering your body, and covering your head, and how long will you beg for justice in the blink of an eye?
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