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Soldiers as Blood Brothers
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The rain pours and they are covered in mud,
hands as buckets, these boys are somewhat blood. Frosty hands, when the rain becomes ice, defending the flag, a cold wintery war soldiers buried in snow and grass just the roll of the dice. No CD's spinning or softballs hitting the mit, a treetop as a houseroof with a small candle lit. He picks up the soil, a soldiers fighting ground, a memory, no, but a brothering reminder he has a clean bullet wound his friend, his blood brother, now has a grave mound. He can't just ignore a waterfall of lifesavers, also killers, but for the good of favors. A battlefield of knights, pawns, and rooks one soul purpose, to defend the king to endeaver to get his safty each brother of blood, each king, memories in books. |
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