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 A dinosaur or two went downtown, 
Freedom is not something that can be seen. Freedom is not something that can be asked for,  because it is not to be demanded. It can not be given to you.
You, the ones before us, burnt the world to ash And we were left to pick through the cinders. You say to yourselves in muffled voices,
The sweeping sounds cascade out of the stage Bouncing around the room, Mixing with the cushioned chairs And the old-people smell.   The brass blasts out a baleful melody
What is the lesson they intend to instill? Pretending to move forward in our best intent But watch, back they run, now slipping and sliding Forgetting all about promises made  To be one nation under God 
America, America,Land of the free.Boast it all around the world.Equal opportunity. America, America,What does it mean to be free?Tell it to the poor womanwho sits right beside me.
“I pledge allegiance to the flag”and sell my soul to it’s stars and stripes.And to the glory it all withholds.To a nation of spinning clockwork,Perfectly intertwined, two faced,and brainwashed as the injustices
Say "The Pledge Of Alligence" every single morning, to start the day off right. Hands over our hearts and the viel over our eyes.
They say that time waits for no man. But innate yourself and hold my hand. Allow me to teach you right from wrong and catch you when you fall. No one I've encountered had such beautiful eyes and a mind full of vision I need in my life.
(oh, politics) are you only for adults? the world is filled with children who can't even voice their own opinions. you raise us to be independent you raise us to be proud
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