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Waste, splash them, snatch their lives away. Let the Abraham's or the fly boys loose. You don't run, you’re in love. It keeps you at your mates side, under fire, while he bleeds out. Back home, don't let them know about the blood rage. They won’t understand how you had to take everything from them, the need to p..s on their God. Then come home, … be normal. Don't let them tell you what love is, what the rules are, or what patriotism means - just drink.

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Date: 3/14/2022 9:53:00 AM
strong. i'm guessing a lot of the stuff out here seems like trite garbage. if this is you, thank you for your service, and I can't imagine what you went through, only hints from what friends of mine who served and would say anything would say. keep writing, really, really good stuff, says the Mary Poppins parody guy
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Eric Ashford
Date: 5/3/2022 8:19:00 AM
Thanks Jeff. I was never in the military, but am a retired Podiatrist, so was a foot soldier I guess! Glad this peaked your interest.

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