s early lightWhat so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming When the rocket's red glare the bombs bursting in air Was proof to our eyes that the flag was still there THECAMERA EYE (36)when we emptied the rosies to leewa I've checked three ways to Sunday,and Bissonette has, too. I took a step toward the kitchen, just a dim space floatingbeyond the foyer, then stopped. They ought to be a lot hotter, though.
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