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Soldier
I was that witch others did not want to be.
I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do.
I asked nothing from those who gave nothing,
And reluctantly accepted the thought of
eternal loneliness……should I fall.
I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging
cold of fear; and enjoyed the sweet taste of
a moment’s love.
I have cried, pained, and hoped…but most of,
All I have lived times others would say were best forgotten.
At least someday I will be able to say that I
was proud of what I was……a soldier.
George L. Skypeck
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