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Promised land.
The battle raged on
taking its toll on the brave
the numbers grew
who was there knew how much they gave.
A tormented soldier
looked over the broken land
as his shadow was defined by the sand.
He thought to himself
did we make a bid to save a man
or was we bidding for a far away land.
The tormented soldier
could do but only stand
as his comrades blood filled the sand
for he had seen the price of the promised land.
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