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Their Flag Flying High


I see my country's flag

Snapping and unfurling above my head

In the light summer breeze

And I wonder,

What do people across the globe feel

When they see their flag flying high?

Many are proud no doubt

Others are fearful perhaps

Or doubtful

Or resigned

Many may feel like "This isn't really mine"

If the country they're in

And the country they belong to

Don't match up.

There might be confusion

Or pain

Or triumph

Or loss

When they look to the sky

And see their flag flying high.

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