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The Truth of Why We Fight
The Truth of Why We Fightby Michael DoyleIn different timesHow might it end?Could it have beenWe might have been good friends?Your job and mineHere on the frontlineIt’s a killing job to be doneYet, you are somebody’s sonThere is the truth … Continue reading
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