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This Land I love this land, my country
proud of the heritage we share. The north, south, east and west... There is beauty everywhere.
I love its rushing rivers. That journey to the sea: Its fields in shades of green and gold in perfect symmetry.
I love its rugged mountains that wear a snowy crown; Its lush and fertile valleys, each city, hamlet, town.
I love its mighty forests whose quiet splendor stand reflected in the crystal lakes that dot this lovely land.
I love this land, my country, where impossible dreams come true... and the symbol of our liberty is a flag, red, white and blue.
B. Jennings |
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