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U.S.M.C

Dreaming of home, that was all the young boys could talk about, So many were just children having laid down their school books months before to carry rifles in a far away land. Some, away from home for the first time, would never return. Those that did brought back empty shells of what they once were.

To all those that did not return. We owe a heartfelt thank you. You gave the ultimate to preserve our dreams.



Good Night, my Buddies, I will see you in my Dreams.





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