I am the flag of the United States of America. 
My name is Old Glory. 
I fly atop theworld's tallest buildings. I stand watch in America's halls of justice. I fly majestically over institutions of learning. I stand guard with power in the world. 
Look up and see me. 
I stand for peace,honor, truth and justice. 
I stand for freedom. 
I am confident. 
I am arrogant. 
I am proud. 
  When I am flown with my fellow banners my colors are little truer. 
I bow to no one! 
I am recognized all over the world. 
I am worshipped - I am saluted. 
I am loved - I am revered. 
I am respected - and I am feared. 
I have fought in every battle of every war for more then 200 years. I was flown at ValleyForge,Gettysburg,Shiloh and Appomattox. 
I was there at San Juan Hill the trenches of France,in the Argonne Forest, Anzio, Rome, and the beaches of Normandy, Guam. Okinawa, Korea and KheSan, Saigon, Vietnam know me, 
I was there. 
I led my troops,I was dirty, battle worn and tired,but my soldiers cheered me and I was proud. I have been burned, torn and trampled on the streets of countries I have helped set free. It does not hurt, for I am invincible. I have been soiled upon, burned, torn and trampled on the streets of my country. And when it's by those whom I've served in battle - it hurts. But I shall overcome - for I am strong. I have slipped the bonds of Earth and stood watch over the uncharted frontiers of space from my vantage point on the moon. 
I have borne silent witness to all of America's finest hours. But my finest hours are yet to come. 
When I am torn into strips and used as bandages for my wounded comrades on the battlefield, 
When I am flown at half-mast to honor my soldiers, Or when I lie in the trembling arms of a grieving parent at the grave of their fallen son or daughter,I am proud. 
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