- untitled; unedited - A clarion came through the straits of these parts; from the heart of the dunes in the land of upright people under seige of comely reality that dawned earlier than karma: the tears of the crying man trapped in the fall of rain are known only to the man crying. patriots told sour tales of fatigue in bulky folds that counted of rage, broken free of the yoke -- a dynasty of two score and seven. yet again, a tale that has lived many times in these parts comes whiling past, wheeling about these sun-baked climes. 27 years a slave, and the citizen rises to count; that great a stride and Burkina bends to change and Compaoré is recounted, along the tales that lived and died on the talk of the marketplace.
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