All of the
Loud and popping and boom until
Late in the night, early in morning
The memories of
How this ain't no independence of ours
Every year the bang and how we forget
Reality over holiday that ain't holy how
Easily we step up on wagon to join
All the sparkle and fire
Scaring the children and animals and me
On a night that could have been peaceful
No long stay of quiet just explosion for
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