he didn't have a name
he didn't need one either
to see his face was to remember
everything good that had been lost
he danced as though he knew he could do no wrong
and when he pulled me closer
I found that he moved to the music of his heart
so i began to syncronize with the solemn beat of a revolutionary
he never saw the sun's rays interlace with the
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