Matteo had the power to sway the people with the mesmerizing cadence of his Italian lilt. He wanted to free their downtrodden spirit to rise above the rubble surrounding them and the unrelenting agonies they experienced. War was hell, to be sure. Food was scarce, their homes obliterated by the wicked enemy, and their realities were no longer recognizable. Nothing was normal anymore. Every forceful explosion, one after the other, had decimated their city.
He lowered his head and began to sing, “Bella Ciao.” The people, with proud emotion, echoed back to him the fight they had left in them.
I Write Her 
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Wow, Susi! Excellent pairing of words and music!
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❤ Thanks, Eugenia! I love that response. Does my writer's ego good. 🙂
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My pleasure, Susi!❤️
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Hope comes in many forms! Love the use of the prompt words and the upbeat tune!
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Yes, it does! Appreciate your praise, Val!! 🙂
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A creative weaving of words and the music is fantastic!
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I first heard of it from the series “Money Heist” but have come to understand more about what it means. It felt totally appropriate for this story. Thanks for your comment, Michele!
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👍🏻
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Another excellent composition. And so close to reality …
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❤ Thanks, Nan! It's hard to think of anything else.
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Oh now the song stuck in my head….
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lol I’m sorry but I feel your pain too! 😉
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😅
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Beautiful!
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Thank you, Ruth!
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Beautiful and uplifting
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❤ Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome ☺️
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