The Old Growth Tree and Democracy
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With roots deeper and broader unseen
Than the huge beauty we see
The old growth tree
Made beautiful by the
Struggle through time, trouble, storms, sickness and disease
So it is with our democracy
The storm surges today against
The beauty and roots of our democracy
Made beautiful by struggle,
Sanctified by sacrifice,
Held up by the roots
In our souls.
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