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She had travelled up from the south that same morning.

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Poetry From the Heart! Roth Poetry Home Page. On Election night November 8 2008 I watched into the night as Barack Obama was the first African American to ever be elected President of the United States of America. Following the war torn Bush years I was ready, at that time, for his message of. Even so, this was a historic and significant event no matter which political side you fall on. This is how I felt at that time. I saw America gathered One Nation Under God.

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