United States
33° 57' 6.4224" N, 83° 22' 27.354" W

A light in the dark is all to look toward
A tunnel, a window, a crack in the door
Though many have fallen
I'd the luck to be found
'Neath that red, white and blue
Whilst I laid in the ground

A sacrifice, maybe
A hero, they say
But a brother's a brother
Not a price to be paid



"Why do you do it man? Why? You some kind of war junkie? I won't say a god damn work. Why? They won't understand. They won't understand why we do it. They won't understand it's about the men next to you. That's it. That's all it it."
-Hoot (Black Hawk Down)

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