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I refuse. Do you see the fuse that is the molotov cocktail in the belly of sedition?
Refuse: to express oneself as unwilling to accept. Do you remember the first time you threw that molotov cocktail? What colour was the air?
Refuse: to show or express unwillingness to do or comply with. When was the last time you were ungovernable? What was the taste of defiance?
Cerulean and watermelon.
Your answer will not be the same but make it delicious.
What do you hear when you refuse? Make it the soundtrack of your joy.
I refuse to surrender to misery. What we fight for must be better
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