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May 2012
They looked so tired
resigned to bearing their burden
I wore them so rarely
boxed tissue crinkle
still a new suede smell
proud to give you what the Army couldn't
9 medium
free to a lad off to a hard war
You wore them in your email
smiling stood on his shattered back
He looked like someone's Dad
blood on a kind face
blood on my old boots
Happy Christmas from Helmand Province....
jeremy wyatt
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jeremy wyatt  With Fairy Lu in Dunblane
(With Fairy Lu in Dunblane)   
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