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Aug 2017
It is cold outside
Most hearts are frozen
We are the ones left
The others have chosen
There is a wall being built
To keep them out
But we are here inside without
Where there was a torch
Now there are pitchforks
And people who shout
Get out get out
People once devout
Saying love thy neighbor
Are saying they can't take our labor
Never have I seen my country
Rally with such hate
All the voices I hear
And I can't relate
I am not afraid
I am not angry
But I haven't heard
A single word that makes sense
When his supporters
Give defense
Build walls on the border
Order them home
But an America without different cultures
Is an America alone
United we stand
Divided we fall
But this division
Is leaving no one at all
Let the immigrants be
Help the refugees
For we were once
Searching for liberty
But there's no justice
Just us
Watching America get sold
It is exactly like a time of old
Where it mattered if your eyes were brown or blue
I look around and say no it can't be true
But yes, yes, it could be you.
Viola
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Viola
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   Alexandra Provan
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