Sabi Ni Elias
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Isang istoryang isinulat ng patula,
Patungkol sa mga hinanakit at mga pandaraya.
Saksihan kung paano sila lumaban,
Samahan si Elias sa pagbangon mula sa kahirapan.
Hindi bulag at hindi rin pipi,
Mga makapangyarihang tumatakas sa hinaing ng mga api.
Sa pera'y tayo'y kanilang sinisilaw,
Pagkakapantay-pantay at pag-ulad 'yan ang ating sinisigaw.
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Ang lahat ng ito'y paglalabas lamang ng aking emosyon sa mga pangyayari sa'ting paligid. Walang kahit na anong masamang intensyon ang aking binabalak sa paglilimbag ng istoryang ito.
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