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Soon the July skys
will fight for solitude. The stars will move over in its darkness To honor the night no more Perch upon the granite their eyes peeled to the skys Distance echos of a drum and trumpet A red white blue flag quickly dots across the sky In the shadows of the night silhoutte of people
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