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I know your somewhere,
out their.
Waiting to hold my hand.
Show yourself.
Help me,
To battle
this foolish land.
of this, this world,
has come to.
Of bombs, greed and pain.
We take to much advantage,
of the things,
That we gain.
No one will trust
This USA
Of that I do not blame.
We are out to be the best.
Of that we already are.
And yet we laugh
and forget.
Of who,
We really are.
What light has perceived,
has come.
And we are out for greed.
Making all a contest,
even the amount of money,
we send.
To help those in need.
So try growing up,
"United we stand."
and get over your greed.
That is ruining this land.
This is in no way intended for the entire U.S.A. It is only for those people that want what everyone else has and are never satisfied with what god has already provided for them. L-I-F-E
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