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Cigar Smokin' Patriot
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![]() Day is done... Gone the sun From the lake... From the hills... From the sky. ... All is well... Safely rest God is nigh. Fading light.... Dims the sight And a star.... Gems the sky.... Gleaming bright From afar.... Drawing nigh Falls the night.
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Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery None but ourselves can free our minds |
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