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Some stories aren’t written in books. They’re whispered in kitchens, carried in hearts, and passed on in moments too quiet to notice.
The flag?
It’s more than cloth. It’s a feeling, a memory, a contradiction of pain and pride.
White — for all we dreamed we were.
Red — for all we’ve paid to be.
Our past is not perfect.
But the flag still rises.
And with it, so do we.
What does the flag mean to you?
Swipe through, feel, and share.
