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Feb 2016
There is no place like home
Where our roots have grown
Where speaking is only limited
By the words that you can make
Where you can go where you want
Because someone is buried in Arlington
Where life is precious
And victory is sweet
Where God smiled and thought,
*"Oh my that sure is pretty"
Elizabeth Thornton
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Elizabeth Thornton  U.S.
   Samuel Hesed, sirwca and ---
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