America We Make
Reimagine what's to come
Hum songs of joy to those who shun
the idea that things will get better.
Feathers in the wind is all we are
the distance we travel is not far.
But I hope to leave an imprint
that can be seen from the stars
a message of love
"We are who we are"
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