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Two Soldiers

Two soldiers
Let's celebrate
Let us run to that hill
Let us climb up the remains of that tank and sing
Let us drink tea under this burned tree
Smoke our last cigarettes 
It is not every day that the war can make dead bodies and we are not with them

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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