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Aug 2010
So many have fought for us and so many have died.                                                                                                                                                               So many tears there loved ones have cried.                                                                                                                                                                   Considering the pain of all the places they have been,                                                                                                                                                               Do you honestly believe we give enough thanks to these men?                                                                                                                                                                    Left and right our men are falling down,                                                                                                                                                             So many of their bodies never to be found                                                                                                                                                                      Could you look a dying man in the face?                                                                                                                                                           Could you tell him that you would have taken his place?                                                                                                                                                      There's not a single day that these men dont feel pain                                                                                                                                                                   Yet for us they get up and shake it off like a grain.                                                                                                                                                                 So the next time your mad willing to shoot someone and fight,                                                                                                                                                            Think really hard and Pray and hope you do what's right.
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Cynthia Barton
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