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Memorial Remains What particles of visual and the glory days Left on this floppy disc inserted of the lost days Here it loads and such does the feelings in weird and wild ways. Take it for what it is a glory kept for the falling soldier and his remaining family who has memory stored like a computer however, the Human feeling part remains. So define it as you wish. These scraps of data, excuse me, "Memories.." they still are celebrated and retold the best in the ways in which we can in "Life's Drama Part." Now, as the audience remembers, this is the start. Of what is left. Years later As the brain strains to recall the memories flashed from many years of missing and surviving after that one had fallen So, to the next chapter to write of survival Only the power of self-preservation is what constraints from one to jump aboard the Grim Reeper's Train.
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May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
Memorial remains
Memorial Remains What particles of visual and the glory days Left on this floppy disc inserted of the lost days Here it loads and such does the feelings in weird and wild ways. Take it for what it is a glory kept for the falling soldier and his remaining family who has memory stored like a computer however, the Human feeling part remains. So define it as you wish. These scraps of data, excuse me, "Memories.." they still are celebrated and retold the best in the ways in which we can in "Life's Drama Part." Now, as the audience remembers, this is the start. Of what is left. Years later As the brain strains to recall the memories flashed from many years of missing and surviving after that one had fallen So, to the next chapter to write of survival Only the power of self-preservation is what constraints from one to jump aboard the Grim Reeper's Train.
Memorial Day Poem. We miss you, Leo Kappler of The Naval Peacekeepers and Helping both sides in the Korean Conflict.
kevin-michael-kappler
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May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
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