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War

With the crash of guns death calls to me.
And my final battle has begun.
And we march steadily on.

Shots ring out and blood splatters and men fall.
In front of me someones head splits like a melon and he falls.
And we march steadily on.

I can see the geysers of dirt explode as the rounds from cannons land ahead of us.
Death calls on us all.
And we march steadily on.

I have lost many friends in this war of the states.
Their faces haunt my sleep and my days.
And we march steadily on.

As we close on their lines more of us fall.
I head for death.
And we march steadily on.

I can not hear anything but the sound of war but the crack of a gun separates itself.
I can see it flying to me. Death. I open my arms and…………….blackness.
And they march steadily on.

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