| Probability | Text |
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| 92% | So when you are a child of a father's son, something terrible will occur in the world. You are a state. You are a child of the spirit, the freedom of the human race. The time was running. When our chuck of spirit was held to the core of our flesh, all walked around. | ▶️ |
| 100% | You're less than an hour. Aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind. Mankind, huh? Word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps, this is fate, today is the Fourth of July. And you will once again be fighting for our freedom. Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution. And from annihilation, we're fighting for our right to live, to exist. And shouldn't we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday. Whereas the day when the world declared it one voice, we will not go quietly into the night. We will not vanish without a fight. We're going to live on. We're going to survive. Today, we celebrate our independent state. | ▶️ |
| 98% | We've risen, yes! Pucked up in jail! Now it's time to run outside! Against our keepers, we will prevail! We'll fight against freedom and pride! | ▶️ |
| 100% | When will our freedom win? | ▶️ |
