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Return of the economy goods Five dreams And none were war A secretive someday This times the light And is our country A nation under the Sun Millions taking care A cannonball as they say With misery but to no effect Staying in the hue Of dollarest men A duty to implore Pieces by the steer And five dimes at King World- One for Oprah And a thousand dreams flowing river Mercy goes round when you know Brailled measure for the day we donβt decorate The odyssey of Woman-child Third in her class but says thanks Good parents and a past get No reprisal for the generation Thirty years and solitude This empathy is yours All deliveries final To who speak eloquent or not A share in everybody And a home remembered wealth The currents have a way Out of the desert- And into the eyes- of Oprah Winfrey Tearship dawn And at our best Heaven to victory repeating.