I really don't want to blame anybody for me making this decision, but I do want to thank
Thank you and Goodbye for now.


Freedom isn't freeFreedom Isn’t FreeFreedom isn't free
I watched the flag pass by one day, It fluttered in the breeze. A young marine saluted it, And then he stood at ease.
I looked at him in uniform So young, so tall, so proud. With hair cut square and eyes alert, He’d stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many like him Had fallen though the years. How many died on foreign soil How many mothers’ tears?
How many pilots’ planes shot down? How many died at sea? How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves? No, freedom isn’t free.
I hear
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