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Fallen Heroes

How easily forgotten those souls of wars and battles of ten, twenty, sixty years ago, when lives were given freely in belief and hope for the dreams of freedom and democracy we spoke. One more hero falls added to the list, written on the honor walls of who and what America still stands for in promise and endeavor to be greater to our inner core. The voices now seem to only whisper on the lips as changes to our ever sought aspirations slip into a dissention of heart and soul and ideals that once defined who we were forged in steel. It is an ever struggle to be vigilant in this sea of the process to learning how we came to be the country in which we were free to speak and rally for the average man's mystique. But like every nation reigns bestowed times change, dreams and efforts erode to steal away the progress made in pain and erase the names of heroes slain. Rally round the men and women who do not fold embrace the dream and promises of old that all be living open and free in the land with opportune liberty and democracy at hand.

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