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MAILING IT IN
Don’t shoot the messenger
For they carry in their satchel
Every freedom you hold dear
Sealed and unavailable
Until you rip or slice it open
Neither snow nor rain nor heat
Nor gloom of night shall stay
Them from this prophecy
For as long as a person
Can deliver another their rights
Folded and flattened as they are
Godspeed to you, dear courier
For they carry in their satchel
Every freedom you hold dear
Sealed and unavailable
Until you rip or slice it open
Neither snow nor rain nor heat
Nor gloom of night shall stay
Them from this prophecy
For as long as a person
Can deliver another their rights
Folded and flattened as they are
Godspeed to you, dear courier
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