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Whispers are now words These words are being heard The shroud is pulled over America's face The blueprint couldn't last And since when has our Nations voice Spoke treaties of truth At times its about the water Or how a violent place saves face To see it be stripped to the metal The framing document Replaced? Call on your brother If their good will is not Malice This is now when you Find no one in line to hold your place No flag flew today And tomorrow for it, I will not stand Farewell to the old beautiful For mans greed Disgraced
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