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Jan 2010
as we stand there

and remember his presence

that is no longer near

his smile fades gently

into a higher place

as your name is called

silent tears

of ours weaped

and you don't answer

the last roll call

as we remember

what we have lost

a friend

a brother in arms

in the wages of war

of this were certain

you'll be avenged

your voice in our heads

your last command

we'll drive us to the end

as we stand here

a final salute

a final goodbye

a final prayer

in the last roll call
Marcus Logan
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