Lift your sights and salute her, this lady of our land.
Yes, even as you enter and walk beneath her hand.
With arm fully extended, she illuminates the sky
proclaiming LIBERTY to all who hear her cry!

A gift from friends afar and yet they could not know,
to what extreme extent her fame would sprout and grow.
Millions of countless memories and more who’ve yet to see,
our independent lady, come one. come two, come three!

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