My Soldiers Near and Far
The war rages on as it has for years
The death toll is countless; the injuried is twice that
The army wears thin; the time: short
The battalion's morale is scarce; their sanity even worse
The beaches rushed; death is nigh
Not a soul survived; not a mind untouched
The soldiers press on; disease stricken
The soldiers are men; the opposition is reality
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