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A million soldiers soaked in red as a million more are laid to rest Hold onto comfort as they fight in pain do not forget or their fight is vein we pray in grief we don't understand thousands more die hearts hand... in hand I don't have enough we all want more our selfish lives yet we ignore every minute every day dreadful news comes in dismay one more second we all hold on in that second a life is gone cherish yours do not wait tell her you love her before its too late as the sun sets on another day this air is cold and torn say your prayers don’t close your eyes because you may not wake up alive I see them die By my own hand Reflections of myself He was a man They call me brave Cause I lay down my life I reject all their medals what are they for? Being a good soldier... I am not anymore They said serve your country Not kill other men They gave me a gun Said have no regret They gave me a uniform Said wear it with pride I said how can I do so when so many die?

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Date: 12/27/2015 12:57:00 PM
well done Miguel.... sad to even know how to handle the situation... LINDA
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