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A Soldier Missing His Love As He Dies
Carolyn, I am in afghan and Today I stepped out for a while.. I found myself thinking about what is and what has been. You're a distant memory that won't be still... I am a distant memory to you and everything is clean and new. I know this morning, we spoke last night, I try to reason that everything is right.... the days go long, the nights go longer and still I'm here waiting for morning in my stand. The cold comes and the night pulls at me to make a move. You have forgotten the best times and think only of the bad and the smiles and laughter you never had with me. I walk into the darkness, voices heard and wondering if I'm able to come back to the world. It's twisted now and full of regret with many dreams shattered and confusion directing this play as if it were written to be tragic... a shot rings out... no pain, a warmth that fills these garments with something other than the sweat that the sun brought here all day. Then as I turn a flash and nothing....... I think I'm home.... but there's nothing except the headstone.
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