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I Am Neda Leave the Basiji bullet in my heart, fall to prayer in my blood, and hush, father —I am not dead. More light than mass, I flood through you, breathe with your eyes, stand in your shoes, on the rooftops, in the streets, march with you in the cities and villages of our country shouting through you, with you. I am Neda—thunder on your tongue. On June 20, 2009, Neda Agha-Soltan, a twenty-six-year-old Iranian woman and a student of philosophy who was attending a demonstration in Tehran protesting the vote-count fraud in the reelection of President Mahmoud Ahmadinejad, was shot in the heart by a member of Basij militia. In the jittery cell phone video of a bystander who captured the murder, we hear a man wailing her name, begging her to stay, not to leave, as blood gushes from her chest and streams out of her mouth. The name Neda means “the call” in Persian. 62 ...

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