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we need a smile
give it
we need a hug
give it
we need a happy
disposition
give it
just the same

that is the spirit
tonight
you may cry
alone
we are tired
of tears
we are bored
with sadness

tonight
inside our respective
hideaways

we suffer alone
that my dear
is patriotism

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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