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Lost soldier

A dying soldier
down in a trench
calls for help one last time
to his friends.
His eyes are drowning
with memories of home
but the rain
is all he has known.
His lungs are burning
with the absence of air
and his friends want to be
anywhere but there.
His body went limp
he's gone from this hell
where his brothers still fight
quietly saying farewell.
Written by ShadowMind
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