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I miss

I miss the revolution. I miss the sense of unity. I miss the brotherly bond.  I miss the compassion. I miss the clarity. I miss the certainty. I miss the purpose. I miss the hope. I miss the faith. I miss the power of the people. I miss the dissolved social barriers. I miss old ladies giving us vinegar and onions to combat tear gas. I miss the poor and rich dissolving into the same march for justice and freedom. Why was our revolution stolen? Why did it become half a revolution?