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One by one
Against the
One on one
the odds

They by the dozens

One by one
We do not to follow
One by one
Yet we do not always
One by one
One by one we come to

Flags over

Oh, Confederate
Flying winds,
Rooted in
all reasons
Out of pity and
A flag that
In the air
shamefully
Out of sorrow and
It memories of terror
Stones of unmarked
memories of our past
Once removed blame
The time has
The remains
With unsought questions
For its vein
Of painful
Thought I change
Of deception and of
Of values
I would change
The and regret
I could change
American
The Confederate flies
In history in
must not be
Taken for
For all its

One by one
the odds
One on one
Against the

They come by the
One by one
Me and you the odds

Flags south