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Now, AMERICA LAST

WE MET OUR GOAL

Now, AMERICA LAST

We went from important to laughable...

We sure did that Godspeed...

You wanted me to take you by your word that you were right...

I wished for you then what I wish for you now...

The best for you...

What I got in return was being called a lot of bad names that I am not...

I hope this doesn't upset you but, why am I wishing something for you that you're not wishing for yourself?

​​​​​It wasn't as if you wanted the best for anyone other than yourself...

No matter the direction you continue to take me...

I stand firm in knowing I wanted the best for the people...

I didn't let my Country down...

I didn't turn my back on her...

I remember the days we had many things in common...

The days when we were going in the uphill climb...

We sure know the route from Blessed to Curse...

How do we thrive on a Slippery Slope?

I will stand right here and hold your poles...

sparrowsong

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Neville

a patriotic prayer & a plea all rolled into one, if ever there was .. 

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, and more, more, more, more, and more...

​​​I asked myself that very same thing...

Is it a prayer or a plea?

You said "Both" Thank you very much, I see...

Thank you for your kind comment...

​​​sparrowsong

 

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