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A soldiers song

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lives shattered love lost, one day a farmer the next a soldier,

sent far from home, and torn from their loved ones, 

these unexpected hero's, are swept away into the Great War that rages on, always hungry for more,

WAR makes men mad, 
but humanity can shine from even the darkest hours, 

and those brave hearts stand up fighting for love, freindship, and honer.

to the point of sacrificing everything,
even their own lives,

some made it,
others did not,
these are their storys,All Rights Reserved

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A soldiers song
Mon, May 25, 2015

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A soldiers song
Mon, May 25, 2015

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