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"Then voice of their daughter sings back to them from the ruins; ‘The sound of our village has been silenced, there’s no more pounding of rice, no more laughter by the well. No more birds, no more bleating goats. The taut string of our happiness has been snapped’ Her father sings back, ‘My beautiful daughter, don’t cry today. Everyone who is born must die. These trees around us will fall, flowers will bloom and fade, one day this world will grow old. But who are we dying for? One day our looters will learn, one day truth will prevail, but our people will never forget you, not for thousands of years."
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  Arundhati Roy (Walking With the Comrades)

(Source: awomansplaceisinthestruggle)





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