Jus Soli

Lusty feminine weed
-- flourishing in a scraggly field
imparting it's spice to the air
brings fire to the limbs and
and breath to the full of life
without reserve in poor soil
This is your country's heart
and it contains a vast mark
of your beauty, body and form

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One of the loneliest things I know is the sound of a flagpole clasp slapping against its metal pole in a strong wind.