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posted by hgfan5602
Together, at last,
We sing in unison,
As the eagles zoom past us,
Symbolizing true freedom now.

We are together,
Not just our country,
But all the countries of the universe,
Syria, China, Germany,
Russia, Canada, Brazil,
And, of course, the United States.

I have never experienced
Such an amazing feeling
In my whole life,
As the soldiers of the universe
March past,
We are in utmost glory.

The unity of the universe,
We behold right now.
Never again, we shall quarrel,
Fighting with our steel rifles.

We will be free,
Not just blacks,
But all of us,
Together, at last.

We will be equal,
Women and men,
And we shall work together,...
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This was so amazing and inspiring...
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posted by SweetHoneyBunny
Could tu leave everyone behind for an unknown country? Fighting for your life and the freedom of others.

Could tu train with fellow soldiers, have the will to push ahead? Through snow, rain, and mud; everything against you.

Could tu stay strong as men fell around you? Bleeding, crying, dying in one anothers arms.

Could tu carry wounded fighters missing limbs and crying in pain? Pushed past the breaking point never to return again.

Could tu run headlong into gun fuego as it picks off all of your friends?

Could tu kill another soldier forced to fight for his country? With a family back inicial hoping...
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posted by Gryffindork99
(Sorry for the delay, guys. I hope the siguiente installment won't take quite as long. I'm not sure if it will be flabaloobalah o me posting. Hope tu guys enjoy!)

I woke with a start at the deafening sound of my alarm clock screaming in my ear like a possessed bee. I squinted and checked the time--5:30--and rubbed my eyes. Why was it so early? Then I remembered: I had to work on my school project. I groaned and reluctantly threw myself out of my super-warm, super-comfy cama into the cold, pitch-blackness of my bedroom. Drunk with sleepiness, I stumbled over to my escritorio and fell into the chair. I...
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