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America, America, How beautiful you are. From your red and white stripes, to each and every spangled star. The places you behold, are loved by so many. I would know best, for I have visited plenty!
People fought for me to speak and not be persecuted They fought for every opinion to be safe to hang in the air of this country But instead it simply binds with the smog For those who disagree to shove down my throat
in lieu of a new administration, america's young immigrants are facing a sort of... frustration. through broken occasion and high school graduation, by hell and high water and maturation,
we're proud to be americans land of the free, home of the brave but is she proud of us, or does she toss and turn in her grave? dreaming of what once was a land of peace and kin,
From then to today the flag that stood so tall in the sky, held by the weight of more than just the soldiers that grasped it the soldiers that fought so hard, so much