I don’t see it I never have. Land is nothing more than something to stand on. See the flags blowing in the wind. All the blood is underground, underground we’re all the same. Blue and red keep us alive. I am who I am, not the dirt I’m born from. I don’t believe in national pride. I see things different. I don’t care what color your skin is. Because “if I cut your skin off you’d look just like me.”
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