"The fire could not be tamed with the wind,
nor the wind suppressed by the flames.
As blending the light with the dark,
Merely results in grey..."
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"He had just turned nineteen yesterday.
Wanted to be a school teacher someday.
Came from a small and modest town,
Had never before traveled abroad.
He signed on the promise of a college fund,
Pop and Mom begged him to stay at home.
The last time they saw him was at an airport,
He hugged his distraught mother a final time.
He went abroad to serve when he was only nineteen.
Reality caught up with him, stole a heart full of dreams...
He's never gonna get a chance to chase all those hopes!
Lost them all amidst this war and smoke..."
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"And he waddled away!
"Til the very next day..." (Damn you Oister.)
