Soldiers

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    Soldiers
    They let us sleep safe
    They usually smell
    Days without sleep
    Oceans away from life
    All they have is each other
    Burying treasures in the feild
    Getting letters is their sustenance
    Kiss them when they get home

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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