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So I met a man, a composed soldier In his tranquility, his voice firm and bold Like the sound of thunder An unshaken hill standing tall Armed and armored in creed And I longed to fit in his shoes
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
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So I met a man, a composed soldier In his tranquility, his voice firm and bold Like the sound of thunder An unshaken hill standing tall Armed and armored in creed And I longed to fit in his shoes
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Jan 16, 2017
Jan 16, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
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