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A lion on my left a tiger to my right they're sweet house cats in all actuality wouldn't harm a fly until the titles come and stereotypes must be perpetuated so they with their personalities stripped keep their vicious reputations alive **** for their names the title that begs them to "soldier."
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
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A lion on my left a tiger to my right they're sweet house cats in all actuality wouldn't harm a fly until the titles come and stereotypes must be perpetuated so they with their personalities stripped keep their vicious reputations alive **** for their names the title that begs them to "soldier."
This is based off a picture I saw in a history lecture. It got to me and I started writing. It address the humanity of the soldiers fighting, and if they were truly present in that moment or not. http://usarmy.vo.llnwd.net/e2/-images/2008/10/21/24095/army.mil-2008-10-21-053504.jpg (2013)
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 7:24 AM UTC
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