yeetusyotus

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I may not live to see our glory
          	
          	[ELIZA]
          	Alexander? There's a letter for you from South Carolina
          	
          	[HAMILTON]
          	It's from John Laurens. I'll read it later
          	
          	[LAURENS]
          	But I will gladly join the fight
          	
          	[ELIZA]
          	No. It's from his father
          	
          	[HAMILTON]
          	His father?
          	
          	[LAURENS]
          	And when our children tell our story
          	
          	[HAMILTON]
          	Will you read it?
          	
          	[LAURENS]
          	They'll tell the story of tonight
          	
          	[ELIZA]
          	"On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment
          	
          	His dream of freedom for these men dies with him."
          	
          	[LAURENS]
          	Tomorrow there'll be more of us...
          	
          	[ELIZA]
          	Alexander. Are you alright?
          	
          	[HAMILTON]
          	I have so much work to do
          	
          	BITCH im fucking CRYIING
          	
          	
          	

yeetusyotus

this message may be offensive
I may not live to see our glory
          
          [ELIZA]
          Alexander? There's a letter for you from South Carolina
          
          [HAMILTON]
          It's from John Laurens. I'll read it later
          
          [LAURENS]
          But I will gladly join the fight
          
          [ELIZA]
          No. It's from his father
          
          [HAMILTON]
          His father?
          
          [LAURENS]
          And when our children tell our story
          
          [HAMILTON]
          Will you read it?
          
          [LAURENS]
          They'll tell the story of tonight
          
          [ELIZA]
          "On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment
          
          His dream of freedom for these men dies with him."
          
          [LAURENS]
          Tomorrow there'll be more of us...
          
          [ELIZA]
          Alexander. Are you alright?
          
          [HAMILTON]
          I have so much work to do
          
          BITCH im fucking CRYIING