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| The hard days seem long, |
| but the lonely nights are longer, |
| when you aren't with us, |
| and the sun has gone down. |
| You have sworn allegiance |
| and a pledge to the king, |
| and you must fight to |
| finish his foreign dream. |
| The children miss you, and I |
| set a blank plate at each meal. |
| I pray you will come home alive, |
| and not meet the heathen steel. |
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