Fractured.
Dear America,
It seems as if you've lost your way,
Beaten, broken, in decay,
Your people divided,
Government undecided,
If only you could see,
What you mean to me,
You've given me a life,
One without strife,
Your people love you true,
Even if their vision is askew,
All they need is to see,
What you mean to me,
My home, my life, my America.
Sincerely,
Christopher Storz
A Patriot
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