Once a Soldier
They are drinking beer in huge mugs
Like the world is ending tomorrow
Toying with the lovely ladies
Rounds are easily exchanged
Tasting the fleeting peace
Every grain of it savored
For tomorrow they might
Be required to take up arms
Enters the Military police
Then they all leave quietly
Entering the military vehicle
Departing towards the barracks
CODE 254
(private command center)
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