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Jul 2014
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It used to be that
We couldn’t go a day
Without talking.
Now I’m joining the army
So that I can die
With a rifle in my hand
For something I don’t understand.
#sad #quiet #you #longing #trying #to #miss #get #better #army
Jeremyeckl
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Jeremyeckl  New York
(New York)   
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