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Beaten Back America

by @natetheworld

Flags flown over court houses mean very little. Star spangled banners wave helplessly in the wind. God's blessings don't stretch from sea to shining sea. The empire is falling. A city on a shining hill has been beaten back. And one thing is for sure, apathy won't rebuild here. Citizens of rich and poor stripes concerned only with what they can get from her bounty, won't restore former glory. Only action can do that. Only great Americans can do that.
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