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Bring me home

What I'd like to give you, is an ounce of my cologne before I leave for battlefield Tomorrow if I fail to come back alive and you miss me Don't shed tears Just take a whiff of my perfume, you will feel me near Remember, you are wife of a brave soldier His life was meant for the nation, not you Be proud of me, I died trying for victory Make my son a man of high integrity Fill him with compassion for all He owes a lot to the nation Should repay back by serving countrymen Let him not be a selfish person, filling his coffers, enjoying himself He should leave a mark behind Die doing something worthy of acclaim Bring me back home I want my last rites performed here Place my head on your lap Tell me I am proud of you dear If the bells of victory ring in the town Smile and rejoice that my death has not gone in vain If we lose still be happy, We laid our life never gave up till the end Console mother, she may not be able to bear it Tell her I told I can't see her crying If I come back alive Just sprinkle this cologne on me Let us rejoice together 26.09.2021 For bring me home, Mystic Rose Rose

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Date: 9/27/2021 2:53:00 AM
A scene often played out in wartime Rama, they sacrifice their lives so that their fellow countrymen can be free. Enjoy the week ahead. Tom
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Date: 9/26/2021 12:12:00 PM
you did really really well with the theme. how will she ever pick a winner??
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Date: 9/26/2021 8:56:00 AM
Exceptionally well-done, Rama. I enjoyed your poem.
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Date: 9/26/2021 5:56:00 AM
A beautiful poem, Rama. Touched my heart. Love ~ Mala
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