Fix america -Anonymous

Oh America, thy love shall rain upon us.

thou wings must be fixed, to fly in peace. 

heavy the metals are holding you, you shall be let free.

Thy people need to work as one, to achieve the max.

you cant do this alone, thy force be with you. 

This poem is about: 
My country


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