In verdant jungles thick with fate,
Where shadows danced at war’s cruel gate,
They marched, they soared, they held the line,
With courage fierce and hearts divine.
The call was sounded, duty’s plea,
To serve, to fight, to keep us free.
From distant homes to foreign lands,
They gripped their weapons with steadfast hands.
Through searing heat and monsoon’s wrath,
They carved a trail,...
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