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A hero is shipped off to a distant land. To fight and protect the innocent is their only plan. Bullets fly through the wind, like an angry bee. Orders are shouted, their guiding force. Some make it home, others die a hero.
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
American Soldier
A hero is shipped off to a distant land. To fight and protect the innocent is their only plan. Bullets fly through the wind, like an angry bee. Orders are shouted, their guiding force. Some make it home, others die a hero.
matt-carter
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Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
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