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War Machine

I blaze when i shine young soldier, Your job is hard you got my shoulder Dont cry just grow up be older, your a war machine now your colder but dont worry ill still stand to holdya, i got your back young soldier Everyone even at a young age hase feelings They shape us to who we are with meanings peace for one world is anothers bond brothers dreaming i watched us grow up we were hurt but now we are healing

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 3/14/2011 6:17:00 AM
After a very super weekend I am back at the soup reading. I enjoyed reading your poetry this morning Riely. There are so many diverse writers here and I am so happy I am able to read most of them. Have a wonderful week and may you find what you are looking for in life and in your writing. Love, Carol
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