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  • As I walk, I hold my head high.

    They tried to blow me into the sky,

    And they failed, at least partially.

    There is the clink of metal on stone.


    I walk never feeling the ground.

    I open the door to my apartment.

    There on the desk sits a memory.

    Friends and I before deployment.

    The pain strikes me now, bone deep.

    The hook breaks the glass.

    A bottle of beer, psst-pop!

    Drown the sorrows in the cheap stuff.

    The wine will be for only the good memories.

    They deserved nothing less.

    And in that room, a broken man mourns.

    He gave an arm and both legs to protect his family, his country. It wasn't

    enough to save his friends.

    His brothers and sisters in arms.

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