RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sitting at the hearth of America's freedom, knowing and feeling our freedom deep within our souls.
Our national fire warming the rest of the world, sharing embers of democracy with any country who wants to accept and hold freedom close.
Ideals of our forefathers remain true to us today - we always struggle to keep them before us, even in this new immoral population moving with us into this twenty-first century.
Even then we take everyone under our wings as the eagle soars over our nation, providing the freedom which keeps us all equal.
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