•I am nearing the end of my journey
•The path that I walk is almost done,
•Over my shoulder are friends now gone?
•In front of me a life, underpinned by yesterday’s fear
•For I am in a world where no one belongs
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•Tomorrow I look through the sight for one more time
•My finger, no more the killer and my shoulder,
•Never to feel the recoil of tracers sent.
•I have spent too much time bringing peace to others
•It is time for peace to find me.
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•This old warrior has spent too much time in wars arena,
•A soldier’s death I will not seek here, for my end is to be with you
•I am leaving this place, where friends gave so much,
•Where sacrifice and loss dwell,
•Where silent widows weep.
•Fate has decided, I’m coming home, coming home to a peaceful life
•To live again with you, in freedom, my beautiful wife.
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