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Post n°52 pubblicato il 05 Dicembre 2008 da suede68

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It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom through the darkest of nights.
Yes we can.
It
was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and
pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballot; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountain-top and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes
we can to justice and equality.
Yes we can to opportunity and
prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can.
And so tomorrow, as we take this campaign South and
West; as we learn that the struggles of the textile worker in
Spartanburg are not so different than the plight of the dishwasher in
Las Vegas; that the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling
school in Dillon arethe same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the
streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in
America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we
are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next
great chapter in America's story with three words that will ring from
coast to coast; from sea to shining sea Yes. We. Can.

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