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Tara

stop and thinkCan you hear the sound of every single voice? It echoes in your heart and above the noise. It brings a tear to every eyestop and think
It makes a grown man want to cry
It makes us stop and think oh why?
Oh, Do you hear the cries of every child in arms? Or see the pain in every young ones eyes? Do you know the lies were told Do you even care about your lives?
Do you stop and think oh why?
What do you do when that bloodied war hits home? Do you sit and ponder, or laugh it away? Do you mock the sacrifice, or appreciate th
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One owes respect to the living. To the dead one owes only truth.
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