Written on November 24, 2024
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America grew silent as winter’s breath Weary with the fears that softly depress Riding the winds as tears fall to their death Colors of red, white and blue, God did bless Amid the struggles that reach our prayers Distant stories remind hearts of the why Overflowing verdicts of dreaded shares Destroy the meaning of each goodbye America knew that her time was so short It wouldn’t be long before change was heard All of our memoirs would come by import Reflections of freedom, the eagle stirred Deaf to the music of life’s changing times Never to pay for her cruel, dark crimes
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