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A reflection on the last moments of a wounded soldier. |
| Memories scatter across his mind like the feathery sands of time plays across the pages of all space and time. Snowflakes dance upon the wind like willowy whispers of his lover's first kiss. Like the ancient warriors of old, today once again a proud soldier will shed his blood and soul. The glowing light of his child's face holds him warm in Hope's close embrace. Radiant Angels draw near, our dear soldier warrior watches with humble heart and trembling breath; Death, she is near. Our soldier stands tall for now its time he must answer Destiny's final call. And as the price for freedom is once again given, another soldier enters the open gates of Heaven. |