Dear murky green and bloody red

Dear murky green and bloody red

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A poem about my time in the armed forces. Context: My country has a mandatory conscription system that requires everyone to spend a predetermined time in the army as a conscript. I was asigned as a medic at the airborne branch of the ground infantry signified by the blood red beret.
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