DOMINIC KATOUT Beauty and Spirit Days aren’t things, but miracles Past, future and present, it matters not Failure or success, lore is gained But to succeed truly, always aim high The American land, her graceful beauty Let her shine her freedom fully We all help each other, even if it’s small We make our lands diverse and share all our love Love even in its spirit and your hard work Even when that work becomes spirit, it strings us along Will you ever slice through your despair? Or have you already shone through the despair, the bleakness and sorrow? It’s as if it were yesterday When I was small and naive But thanks to you, you and especially you, You aimed my spirits high
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