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Ancient Instinct

Old soldiers

never die, they say --

but young ones do.

Wars rage on --

Man following

some ancient instinct.

Fight or flight,

and we won't be

the ones who turn tail

and run.

Combat quickens

a Nation's soul.

The years pass,

the years pass....

Old soldiers

never die, they say --

but young ones do,

but young ones do.

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