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Meet Me on the Battlefield

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23:58pm, 30 June 2019

Rage.

He was consumed by rage, a strange sense of passion not seen since the 30th Anniversary of Tiananmen Square, and before that, the 29th Anniversary.

Protests had been erupting.

Government blocks had been closed down, his Boss calling a suspension for the most controversial bill to date, perhaps tying with Article 23, from back in 2003.

White shirts, black shirts, over a million walking from high noon to deep into the night in his brightly lit heart, his Central Business District.

He checked his phone, clicking into the texting apps.

New York: I stand by u, and so do the Californias. #NoExtraditionToChina

Washington DC: #FreeHongKong

London: Beijing is not responding to my inquiries about whether or not his Boss is involved in your current situation, but I am sure that I will get something out of the wandought, even if he was calling you a gnashgab all day long throughout the G20 summit. Do not think that I will ensure that the Sino-British Joint Declaration is honoured, Hong Kong.

Berlin: Stay strong, stay peaceful

Osaka: I saw your open letter on my newspapers during the G20 meeting and noticed how fast you raised enough money. You must have been like "SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MONEY" ^m^

Taiwan: You and I fight together. Jia you, didi. Taiwan is with you!

Macau: My Boss says to "wait and see", but I know you can do this, Ka Lung

Guangdong: Sing Hallelujah to the Lord, ha ha

Canada: I'm getting quite concerned, but I will keep watch from afar. Stay safe, brother, and happy birthday

Deep brown eyes perked up to the time. 00:00. June had passed, and part 2 of 2019 had officially begun. It was time for him to get prepared for the Special Flag Raising Ceremony, the scheduled yearly march and the fireworks show (if it was going to happen, of course). But since when has the late night bothered him? After all, it hasn't since the 1980s. All he would have to do is to take sleeping pills after the celebrations-slash-protests were over for the day, but not become addicted to them (as he knew, terrible things occur when individuals were addicted to drugs), like how he had been dealing with the problem for the last couple of decades.

Despite all that, first and foremost:

You: happy early birthday to you too, Canada, and tell ur brothers boss to actually help us and not be a fa seng yau


 

"Meet me on the battlefield
Even on the darkest night
I will be your sword and shield, your camouflage
And you will be mine

Echos of the shots ring out
We may be the first to fall
Everything can stay the same or we could change it all

Meet me on the battlefield"

Meet Me on the Battlefield, SVRCINA