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"I will not yield,  

I will not fall,   

I will eat dynamity and one day  I will explode like a volcano"  

 

"The peaceful night that round me flows,

 breaks through your iron prison doors, 

free through the world your spirit goes, 

forbidden hands are clasping yours. 

The wind is our confederate 

the night has left the doors ajar; 

we meet beyond earth's barred gate, 

 where all the world's wild rebels are."