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What this day means

Tears are damp

on her field of stars

Stained with blood

her bright red bars

In hallowed halls

debates rage on

As they lay still

in fields of stone

We all must speak

for each honored soul

Who sacrificed

and paid our toll

So as she waves

this Independence Day

For all who care

we should stop and pray

That all who drink

from freedoms spring

Forever remember

it is a most expensive thing

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