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 And side by side they work today
 * In silken garb or rag,

And once again our troops of men
 * Are brothers of the flag.

And from the storm that hovers low,
 * And from the angry sea

Where dangers lurk and hate’s at work,
 * Shall come new victory.

The flag shall know not race nor creed,
 * Nor different bands of men;

A people strong round it shall throng
 * To ne’er divide again.