.This tired imagery
Of purity bled dry
Patriotism framed
Slicing through the gray
A chill hangs in the air>From this open window
We see a cold asphalt
A blue turned to ice
Sew my mouth shut
To keep the words from falling out
Cast the stones of silence
The irony of glo.
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