Letter To The Fallen
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An entry for the competition "Letter To The Fallen".
Everyone lived a childhood, cherishing a hero, be it Superman, Spiderman, Justice League or Captain America. But through the journey of life, we meet heroes that are much more powerful in strength and in perspectives. Their abnegation in the battlefield and the audacity to encounter unfavourable death is an inspiration to many individuals. They are often known as the true saviours of the citizens. In order to fulfill their responsibilities of patriotism, they embrace every possible complication, detaching from their opportunity for a comfortable lifestyle. They are the foundation for survival of people. This is an elegy to all the late soldiers, that once sacrificed themselves for the betterment of others.
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