Each and all join in the stream, separate though we may seem, to follow after freedom's dream beyond the sunset's gleaming. Always onward to freedom; our country is a gift of love we all make with our dreaming. Joyously and unafraid, we strengthen one another. Our land is always being made: adventure is her mother. Though hatred throws its dreadful shade, though ev'ry truth may seem betrayed, though leaders pass and riches fade, our power is each other. Freedom, freedom, freedom is our nation; as long as one free person lives, the dream will never die.
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