A Soldier

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Dedicated to: ec_poetry

Tomorrow's the day I need to leave
To let them wait as they see the birds weave
My wife prays day and night for my safety
While I guard the borders for my country's safety.
But now the war rages;
Death at the doorstep
You aren't given a choice to hug Death.
The duty is what all matters
And honour as we lay down on it.

My priority always being my Country.

~Priya K.
Drajen

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