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A Crack Heard Round the World

It's just a small crack much like the one in the Old Liberty Bell but here it is again growing, in the torch of Lady Liberty's hand; like any crack first made it tends to grow and stretch repaired yet recurring thru time still inching larger and looming over the freedom of mankind; if you're not careful, if you fail to tend its needs forget or deny its original purpose the freedoms, justice, and liberties, those allegiances in which you once believed will become crazing that erodes a little more of unrepairable fissures that grow fractures, breaking points that rupture and explode as the cleft and breach of a democracy implodes; until the world, you well knew is unfamiliar and lost to a common-sense America no longer knows.

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