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The feelings of an old vet. |
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We went to fight in a far off place. It was kill or be killed. Death has no face.It was like we were running a real hard race.with pain and memories. Death has no face. If we fought one we fought them all. If one brave man was to fall there was another to take his place.Death has no face. Some would cry others would scream, why are we fighting in this place? Death has no face. We did what we were told and became bitter and cold. We would watch our brothers fall, and just become a name on a wall.Death has no face. So many were lost someone new would take their place. That's why death has no place. |
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