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| I pledge allegiance to this flag even though I don't know what it stands for. It taunts me with its colors, symbolizing truly nothing. | |
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| So sweet. The silence. It strikes out against my ear drums, assualting my brain. It's deafening. Even to the butterflys. | |
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| I'm home. To meet my wife and children. Their names I barely remember. Have I been gone long? I don't remember. | |
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