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They flew me back to my home town,
All feeling tall and proud,
Expecting folk to gather round,
All singing praises loud.
I pictured being welcomed home
To these lovely sunny shores,
Just like those soldier boys of old,
Who'd just returned from war.
But all I heard were angry words
Or silence at the mention,
Of my wasted year in Vietnam,
There were no good intentions.
And so I learned to seal my lips
To avoid the pain of scorn.
Yet in the very pits of me
An anger there did form.
And so I did withdraw from all
The world and its disdain.
And as the years have passed on by,
My anger's turned to pain.
With nerves all frayed and bowels bleeding
My skin erupting too,
I'm paying such a heavy price,
For a war that we did lose.
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