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I AM THE FLAG OF THE UNITED
STATES OF AMERICA

I am the flag of the United States of
America. My name is Old Glory. I fly atop the world's tallest
buildings. I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly
majestically over institutions of learning. I stand guard with
power in the world. Look up at me and see me.
I stand for
peace, honour, truth, and justice. I stand for freedom. I am
confident. I am arrogant. I am proud.
When I am flown
with my fellow banners, my head is a little higher, my colors a
little truer.
I bow to no one! I am recognized all over
the world. I am worshipped - I am saluted. I am loved - I am
revered. I am respected - and I am feared.
I have fought
in every battle of every war for more then 200 years. I was flown
at Valley Forge, Gettysburg, Shiloh, and Appomattox. I was there
at San Juan Hill, the trenches of France, in the
Argonne Forest, Anzio, and Rome and the beaches of Normandy,
Guam, Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam. Know me, I
was there.
I led my troops. I was dirty, battle worn and
tired, but my soldiers cheered me. And I was proud. I have
been burned, torn, and trampled on the streets of countries
I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am
invincible.
I have been soiled upon, burned, torn, and
trampled on the streets of my country. And when it's by
those whom I've served in battle - it hurts. However, I shall
overcome - for I am strong.
I have slipped the bonds of Earth
and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my
vantage point on the moon. I have borne silent witness to all of
America's finest hours. Nevertheless, my finest hours are yet to
come.
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my
wounded comrades on the battlefield, When I am flown at
half-mast to honor my soldier, Or when I lie in the trembling
arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or
daughter, I am proud.
MY NAME IS OLD GLORY LONG MAY I
WAVE. DEAR GOD IN HEAVEN LONG MAY I WAVE
PLEASE
FORWARD MY MESSAGE TO ALL WHO STILL LOVE AND RESPECT ME, THAT I
MAY FLY PROUDLY FOR ANOTHER TWO HUNDRED YEARS.

Please take this Dove of
Peace with you so that it may fly throughout the
world.
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