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Soilders

They are so nice,
I can't see them shooting,
They are mine own relatives,
Why do they have to go?
I can't bear another loss,
Why do they have to go?
Do they really want to?
I must know,
But still I can't bear them not returning,
For there will be lots of mourning,
The nights will seem to never end,
The days go by without the notice,
Crying every night,
The way I go to sleep,
No. I can not bear it,
For this is only what I know.

by Kai Cun

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