I love America
even tho'
the dance is done
and children
run to the war
in Afganistan
I love America
even tho
I am being held hostage
in a dream
I love America
when the trees turn green
and it's all beautiful
I love America
the false reality'
that is on TV
I love America
when it
was free
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My sentiments exactly; except, we were never really free, were we?