Ninety miles from the South Eastern tip of the United States, Liberty has no stead. In order for Liberty to exist and thrive, Tyranny must be identified, recognized, confronted and extinguished.
When it is a light rain, I just enjoy the pitter-patter on my tin roof. When it really comes down, I open the curtains to watch. I would be out in it, if I could walk at a moments notice. Lost in weather, and the night, is were me and mine belong. I hate being forced to be civil by physical health.
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When it is a light rain, I just enjoy the pitter-patter on my tin roof. When it really comes down, I open the curtains to watch. I would be out in it, if I could walk at a moments notice. Lost in weather, and the night, is were me and mine belong. I hate being forced to be civil by physical health.
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