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Warriors of a kind reporting on ground amidst booming sounds Bullets can’t read words on their waistcoats Warriors of a kind caring for the wounded amidst booming sounds Bullets can’t read words on their whitecoats Warriors of a kind living albeit in ruins amidst booming sounds Bullets can’t read words of their prayers War, like storm in ocean can’t be controlled but can be traced yet, destruction is at its best, loss recur Warriors in the field being caught in storm pray in faith to be saved to rebuild lives to rebuild faith

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Date: 3/29/2025 5:33:00 AM
The doctors, nurses, chaplains… Bullets can’t read words on their waistcoats
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Date: 3/31/2025 12:16:00 AM
Yes dear poet, many sacrifices go unnoticed. Thank you for your kind visit and words dear friend, means so much to me. thank you.

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