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America

 America, you ode for reality!
Give back the people you took.
Let the sun shine again on the four corners of the world you thought of first but do not own, or keep like a convenience.
People are your own word, you invented that locus and term.
Here, you said and say, is where we are.
Give back what we are, these people you made, us, and nowhere but you to be.

Poem by Robert Creeley
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