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The names all blend to none.

Sadly I've lost so many I can't remember who or for what.

The noble death or the unjust cause seem irrelevant to my memory.

Perhaps it's a glitch in my emotional matrix. Am I broken? Am I fragments of the whole me?

I treasure life but all I've grown to know is death.

I want to cry but I cannot for I am a dry riverbed.

I pour myself into joy but it's already a full glass of sorrow.

I couldn't even tell you if I'm sad anymore.

My head is held high but the weight from my pride burdens my tired body. The soldier I was does not define the fatigued man in front of you.

Maybe I'm just a shadow of that kid who loved me but I know I deserve more..... maybe tomorrow will hold me tighter.

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