“If I die in a war zone,
Box me up and send me home,
Put my medal in my chest,
Tell my mom I did my best,
Tell my dad not to bow,
He wont get attention from me now,
Tell my brother to study perfectly,
Key’s of my bike will be his permanently,
Tell my sister not to be upset,
Her brother will not rise after this sunset,
Tell my love not to cry,
because I AM A SOLDIER BORN TO DIE.“
Let’s pray for our soldiers who has lived the war, who has seen its brutality and who has been blown up and torn apart.
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passion to travel,read,write and express your innerself
"She recovers through flight, dance, writing, and cooking up a storm."
This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it.
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