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Reminds me of a lyric that has relevance here.

"A mans called a traitor?
or liberator?
A rich mans a theif?
or philanthropist?
Is one a crusador?
or ruthless invader?
It's all in which label is able to persist.
There are precious few at ease, with moral ambiguities so we act as though they dont exist."

History is written by the winners

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What song is that from?

Truer words I have never heard.


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Stuff I've written
*For the wretched of the earth, there a flame that never dies
Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise*

Scares the hell out of me. He targeted us reds like hell.