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The SoldierThe Soldier A scratchy cot on dirty ground Buffeted by wind that swirls around Is my bed, though sleep is hard enough to get. Thus come the hours of unknown number Another night deprived of slumber Is what, awaits me there. On it I lay with weary bones With my new weight, the cot it groans Hauntingly, like the men I heard today. The stars I haven't seen for weeks Where the moon glows, and heaven speaks Of joy, yet all I've heard is sorrow. And the noise! Through the air it tears Rushing adrenalinThe Soldier
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