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When you live along the front,
every fight is just another wont. When you see death every day, you don't feel like living. Dismay, it's overpowering, when you see that all every day. You see and regret what has happened, to them. When you look into the sun. ____________________________________ For the soldiers (and vets) of the U.S. Armed Forces Post Edited By melkor1223, Jan/18/2006, 8:51 pm
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