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			<title>I am a soldier</title>
			<description>I am a soldierMy heart is in the landI fight for life and freedomas I walk upon the sandI do not walk unworthyI will not stand aloneThe angels travel with meI fight for land and homeI am a soldiera daddy and a frienda comrade and a brothera warrior to the endI do not walk unknowingthe risk upon the ..</description>
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			<title>Christmas in trenches</title>
			<description>As the great war approached Decembermany of the soldiers happen to rememberthat before the war a peaceful holiday existedand they went over the edge to risk it.At some places their enemy remembered toothey went from the trench, without guns they movedthey met up half way in no man's landthey sang ca..</description>
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			<title>KIA - Killed in accident</title>
			<description>Seventh week at training camp, that week marked the timethe time that I would in the army spend, cause that week I diedI was prepared to die in war, for my homeland to give up lifelittle I have known, that in accident I will dieDeath that has no honor, no valor or braverydeath that is horror, marked..</description>
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			<title>Nameless fields</title>
			<description>At Verdun the french bled hardSomme has taken Britain apartBelgrade streets are stained with bloodPoppies grow in Flanders fieldsBut no fame where my soul sleepsI fell where no one knows the nameWhere my last fight had gained no fameWas it hill, lake of forest i can't claimNo one had seen my bloodst..</description>
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			<title>To my one and only</title>
			<description>Morning my dear It's been some timeIn which you couldn't hear That I'm alive and fineSorry to make you worry But in this line of workBetter late than sorry You understand I'm sureThat being said It's on my mind latelyTo send you the words I want you to read greatlyFor a time may come And it's not un..</description>
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			<title>Vasilij Terkin</title>
			<description>I fell beneath RzhevIn shapeless mudIn fifth company on the leftIn heavy air attackI didn't see a flashHaven't heard exploding mineI just fell to bottomless depthIn the whole world never moreThere's nothing left from my uniform---------------------Alexander Trifonovich TvardovskijPoem by actual sovi..</description>
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			<title>Never again</title>
			<description>I haven't heard a shotI didn't see muzzle flashI haven't heard a bombNor shrapnel tearing through my fleshYet as I standMy feet feel lightMy knees started to bendI lost the will to fightI'm falling to the groundBut it didn't hurt meBecause all aroundAre lying my friends beneath meNever again will we..</description>
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			<title>Soldier&amp;acute;s last song</title>
			<description>I'm just a soldier sent on a patrol,just one of ten thousands othersYesterday I told yawhen we talked on a phonethat you're my beloved mother.You were glad to hear my voice,cause it meant I was still aliveYou said you were scared every secondthat I was gonna die.But now I got shotgot three holes in ..</description>
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			<title>I joined the army to die</title>
			<description>When we were under attack I started losing my mindWhen we couldn&amp;acute;t fall back and I heard my comrades cryWhen we were cornered you could hear bullets flyThat day I remembered I joined the army to dieIn civil life not much worked outDisgusted by reality I searched for a way outIn death I found p..</description>
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