I had a dream the other night, I didn't understand.
A figure walking through the mist, with flintlock in his
hand.
His clothes were torn and dirty, as he stood there by the
bed,
He took off his three-cornered hat, and speaking low, he
said:
"We fought a revolution, to secure our liberty.
We wrote the Constitution, as a shield from tyranny,
For future generations, this legacy we gave,
In this, the land of the free and the home of the
brave.".....
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He needs to show up in 535 bedrooms....
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