| Puddle at her toes Bitter tears for freedom's breach lady liberty |
| Shroud of acrid dust tries to hide her brilliant flame She will hold it still. |
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| Puddle at her toes Bitter tears for freedom's breach lady liberty |
| Shroud of acrid dust tries to hide her brilliant flame She will hold it still. |
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