What is the further purpose of your visit?
I see the Fever of your Eyes. Poor Sad
America and Uncle Sam become
what they fund. What is it to you? Why care?
Where has Love hidden itSelf, Friend Country?
To suffer with political illness,
fear that humans won't survive the seasons.
So there's something going down. Its okay,
pick it Up, study it, comprehend it
and watch it undergo Unknown changes.
Kaleidoscopic humans remember who you are.
Let there be Free Inquiry, Rights to Think,
to till the soil of the mind, To Grow!
The Imagination wants to Flower.
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