I watch him as he lays there
So stale, stiff and silient
Why him i say
I was there
I have not a care
I should be there
Not a hiar
He should have not been their
Shall be me
Not just a knee
A remembrance
An honor
Neal down
Say no more
Be silient and take a bow
Some how, some where,
I hope to make it through
and close my eyes to imbrace
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