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Independence
The wind chimes spoke freedom to me
more than fireworks ever could.
The breeze, you see, was liberty
and detonations are no good.
I understand the sacrifice
and the warrior spirit need
since compromise will not suffice
to stop the hateful and their greed.
And though the embers also spoke
about the movement in the air
they said as much about the folk
in exploitation everywhere.
Then south by southeast, each burst flew,
after every exhausted blast,
like a voice, exhaled anew...
hoping our liberty will last.
more than fireworks ever could.
The breeze, you see, was liberty
and detonations are no good.
I understand the sacrifice
and the warrior spirit need
since compromise will not suffice
to stop the hateful and their greed.
And though the embers also spoke
about the movement in the air
they said as much about the folk
in exploitation everywhere.
Then south by southeast, each burst flew,
after every exhausted blast,
like a voice, exhaled anew...
hoping our liberty will last.
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