4th of july
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I love my country. Let me just state that now, Proud. Loudly and clear. My country is the melting pot. A collage of every race, in every possible beautiful combination,
Fireworks light up the summer skyIn every American town tonight,Blooming like rare flowers inSudden bursts of enthusiasm.They wilt as soon as the have come,Reminding us of our brief hour upon the stage.