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I'M Lost America Freedom

< in this land of milk and honey want my world be nice and sunny but for others what will that cost when their freedom does become lost losing sight of eagles that soar burrying feet in sandy shores calling prision guards the boss when their freedom does become lost not hearing an morning doves coo capturing spring buds dripping dew smelling mama's spagetti sauce when their freedom does become lost intake views of an sno-capped peak playing childs game of hide and seek bunkmate to someone who's name ross when their freedom does become lost rocking a child fast off to sleep safeguarding them from many creeps all head can do is turn and toss when their freedom does become lost Entry For Dane Ann Smith -Johnsen's America The Melting Pot For Freedom's Contest G.L. All

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