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Standing Tall

The soldier on a plinth he his no paladin glorifying bravery silhouetted by the brilliance of those that shine no more. Names engraved on monuments and on loved ones hearts. But now just a foot note in history was their loss worth the anguish or their never ending agony. When lives are lost in another nations battles politicians are quick to bellow of bravery and heroism when more soldiers are needed for war no poppy wreath will take the grief away when a nations flowering youth as died or no statue in a park replace a man still standing tall

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