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A Nameless SoldierA Nameless SoldierA Nameless Soldier
The night is cold and the camp is still And young soldiers sit equipped to kill. Yet no one speaks for no one needs
To remind the others of war time deeds.
So silence endures as one sits alone Reading, again, the post from home. A proud father, mother and darling cheer For their soldier, hero, love and dear.
A father, who understood awaits For his son to enter his garden gate. Three years he waited for his return And grasp a heros hand so firm.
A mother wished her soldier well Never hinting him of her livin
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