I know nothing of war
except that those who choose it
never fight or bleed or remember or die
Never return forgotten disrupted
Never live waking dreams of horror
Some of my best friends went to war
for someone else
who quietly stayed behind
And sometimes on dark days
they wonder who it was
except that those who choose it
never fight or bleed or remember or die
Never return forgotten disrupted
Never live waking dreams of horror
Some of my best friends went to war
for someone else
who quietly stayed behind
And sometimes on dark days
they wonder who it was
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