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She looks into the sky As does he Miles apart With the separation Of the sparkling sea He raises his gun high Fighting for his family She raises her glass high Grasping for reality One day after the next A year goes by She waits at the airport He comes from the sky His combat boots on his feet Her stilettoes on hers She is reminded why Her hero wears those combat boots. She drops her glass He drops his gun They can finally see The same sky
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
Combat boots
She looks into the sky As does he Miles apart With the separation Of the sparkling sea He raises his gun high Fighting for his family She raises her glass high Grasping for reality One day after the next A year goes by She waits at the airport He comes from the sky His combat boots on his feet Her stilettoes on hers She is reminded why Her hero wears those combat boots. She drops her glass He drops his gun They can finally see The same sky
It's not the best, but it's what I see.
karoline-quillen
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Nov 3, 2014
Nov 3, 2014 at 10:44 AM UTC
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