War

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A helpless cry

A plea for mercy

The man kind at heart

Has no choice, no delight

 

Must obey every comand

For he chose to be damned

With glory and honor

Protecting and defending our home; our mother

 

"The home of the brave

The land of the free"

This is due to the man who made fate

In favor to me, in favor to you, in favor to all and holds true

Thanks be to him; Thanks be to all; Tanks for protecting us at all cost

 

 

 

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