May 19, 2008
I dream of a place
where no roads end
is ever seen, a place
where power and freedom
have been.
I dream of a place
where cities never sleep,
a place where the snow
falls five inches deep.
I dream of a place
and sitting on the porch
at night and greeting the
sun of the morning light.
I dream of a place
of the red, the white,
the blue.
I dream of America
how bout you?.
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May 11, 2008
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Soliders, we will
never know who
sons and daughters
of the red
the white
the blue.
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