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Spenser Bennett
Poems
Mar 2016
Sons
Writhing in our fevered sleep.
Sickness twisting our once golden fleece. Losing sight of what it means to believe in this American dream.
Have we become the ******* sons of liberty?
How can we hope to be free from war when there's no peace?
#sons
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