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Jan 2019
Alone we walk, no matter with who we walk
          For in the distance our brothers welcome us
Welcoming us at the gates of Valhalla
           We see the many faces of the ones we shed blood with
Alone we walk
            Our brothers call out too us
We stand still
             Caught between the halves of our heart
A struggle of our heart, a struggle of life
              Alone we walk
When a solider returns to the world. He will always struggle with the fight between being normal and finding peace.
Written by
Tim Smith  27/M/Georgia
(27/M/Georgia)   
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   JL Smith and Ron Conway
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