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Soldiers, they don’t choose to die.
They choose to fight, To stay alive.
They march so proudly, heads held high 
As they watch their families wave goodbye.

A war is where they’re heading to.
And though their spirits may turn blue. 
It’s for our country they do fight, 
To give our families a hope, a sight. 

They may not return,
                       Though we hope they do. 
They will all be remembered, 
                       By many like you.