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Aug 2019
Queen and country we vow to serve
Dodging bombs and bullets,
We hold our nerve
All in a hell hole
With death at our door
We soldier on calmy
We all know the score
But when it is over,
When we are the foe
We turn to our leaders
Who don't want to know
Just doing our duty
Protecting you all
You are the first, to let us fall
Betrayed by our masters
And some of the rest
We are just but soldiers
Its what we do best.
Written by
Rup  M/Cambs
(M/Cambs)   
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   A-Anon
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