Asher Kessar

Rookie (12/15/93)

Barefoot Soldier

</></></> Snow, winters coat. Covers my bare feet as i march on home. My toes are blistered, barren, and blue. My gun is cold as what it was made to do. My helm is now a part of my skin. My uniform is now my body but not one i hope to die in. A gunshot. I fall to the snowy red field. I've been shot in the back of my knee,

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