Here is the account of the last five years of one soldier's life
"Walking down a path of fright,
Got no gun, got no knife,
Following my steps, no light,
War is here, still got my life.
Enemy comes on my right,
Moving swiftly here,
He quickly moves out of sight,
That just brings more despair.
I turn and grab my old ,dear, mutt,
Whose protection is toward me,
He cannot run, can only walk,
And I pray, they don't catch me.
Who are they that battle me?
Is life won or lost?
In the end, who will be free
What's our earthly cost?
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i live in a world that seems to exist in non existence!