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A rush of iced ocean beneath my feet, Whirr of the helicopter in time with my heart beat. Clad in orange, and goggles too,
Miles away from home a soldier lies,He cherishes many hello's, and despites goodbye's.He risks his life, he is willing to die,He does all of this to see that American Flag fly high.What most people do not understand,
This was written while I was at basic training for the United States Army......... It's amazing how the essence of somebodys presence can change you. And then when your gone without it its amazing how it could offend you.