Foot Steps
Life often demanded but we often disagreed;
We acquired damage that often times would bleed
Fishermen on boats and soldiers at post;
That was the place we may have loved the most
Senses screaming be quite don’t you hear
There was always something out there and always very near.
Crossed and double crossed but I guess now it’s done;
So here’s to the times when all of us once hung
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