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Image burn within the eye
As acid teardrop slow to dry
Beg the question, "Dear Lord, why?"
For men I never knew
To stand alone in winter rain,
Hear a friend in mortal pain,
Comes the call "They`re back again"
From men I never knew.
Battle noise, unholy din,
Wonder why did this begin,
Could they be my kith and kin
These men I never knew?
Stood alone, within the crowd,
Hear the names, now spoke out loud,
Is it a sin to feel so proud
For men I love so true?
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