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I am a soldier

I walk through the desert 
with sand in my eyes
The people see me passing by
and all they can do is smile

Yet back home I step outside
and people stop to stare
Not because they know me 
But because of what I wear

See I am a soldier 
I fight for what is right
I stand up for freedom
I fight with all my might

Yet some may say I am wrong
that my job shouldn't be done
It isn't our place to fight for them
That we should be gone

But there is something they don't know
or seem to understand
My job is to fight for those who need us
no matter  where the land.

I made a decision when I took this job
to fight the fight when needed.
To answer the call to go to war
no matter where we're headed.


So when you see us on the street
Just remember you are free
Because people answered the call
to fight for freedom like me.

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