The fallen..
I mourn for fallen comrades,who lost the war of life.They tried to make a diffrence,but were rewarded with toil and strife.To never know the passions of a love with greatness true.I turn to them and mourn today,and wish they only knew.Their lives were falsely hallow,they were not worthless and deprived,of all the joy and happyness good friendship could provide.For this I feel my sorrow,there lives from them were torn.For all my follen comrades,sadly today I mourn.....
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