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The American Dream

Is no longer alive. People left there home to come to this here promise land. And We've disappointing them time and time again. We promise them money and riches for miles. But all we give them is evil sinkers and fake cheerful smiles. But here were free Were not the only ones free But we have freedom of speech France has strikes and police don't abuse them when they do But...we have..Equal rights Wow the hell we do nothings equal But..we are beautiful We are not a beautiful country, we never were. People have all these good things to say about america but there's nothing good about us. Yes were getting better. There's no more slaves. Women have more rights. Children can get a good education. But We have not yet reached where we could be. It will be years, centuries before the "American Dream" Becomes actuality.
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