is shining bright
upon
Washington
the cherry tree
though
is dead
Inside the dark halls
they avoid the light
and work
overtime
to create fear
in order
to extinguish
the fire
of truth
justice
love
and peace
Imagine,
the noble
experiment
in democracy,
now just
an illusion
The light
is always
there
if we can
see it
touch it
take it
This
little light
of mine
Oh, this.......
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