I am Spartacus

She had disappeared once again, able to find shelter in the run down monuments, able to distract their attention while she became one of the shadows. They all knew her, they all lit up when she was among them, because of her belief, because of her energy, because she had paid the ultimate sacrifice, and they were all in awe of that strength, from such a small young woman. She would stand tall in defiance and everyone would feel taller. She made them believe. She made them dream. She made them have hope. In return, they vowed to protect her. They knew she was their spirit, and that they would never allow them to capture her ever again. So when they searched, they undressed us each with their eyes hoping to find her. We all stepped forward, we all took our turn at confronting the oppression. We all protected her. Each one of us stomped loudly and declared “I am Egypt”.

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