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Unspoken Thoughts of A Tankman

Eager youths, mature men,

As brothers or father and son,

We shared , we tried,

We dared, they died,

Not a tear was shed,

But we cried,

As they lay in their graves,

Or wherever,

We shall remember forever.


D.F

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