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Our Souls Who Serve

Extinguish my fire that oft times burns. Bless my heart that for freedom yearns. Do not forsake our souls who fight, That all of us may sleep at night. Stand strong beside those souls who serve, To give us more than we deserve. So many say, "Just bring them home." Shall we leave the weak to fight alone? Remember, all, from where we came, We fought for freedom just the same. What kind of people would we be, If we did not help the world be free? We must all share this planet, Earth, For which the Lord gave his son in birth. To show us we are brothers, all. I pray thee now to please stand tall. Bless our men and women brave, Free your soul that you enslave. Just give credit where it's due, What they do, they do for you! JMA 2003
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joanne-m-andersen
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Oct 13, 2011
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