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war part 2

I stand, No man's land, I will not sulit. I have not won. I have. But not my men, For those, i stand, Standing on no man’s land, I walk away, and grab my men, I will not tell you im happy, Because i'm not, thousands of men died, Not all survived. The ones that did. Where under my watch. I'm there to tell you. I am the boss, For those i stand, I will make them proud, But my men. Stand on the ground. Cover the dead ones up. Now may they rest. Take their belongings. And uses them for the best, Any food, Drink or ammo. I will take a bow.. I stand for my men. Although nobody’s happy. We have finally finished, Now we all may rest. I add up, The time we have spent. After four years. Time as come to and end, We won with 600 men. Standing on no man’s land

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