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I did. I know it sounds ridiculous but hearing that story reminded me of friends that I nearly lost to the war in addition to the sadness I felt for their loss.
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We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
To thee from tortured souls arise.
We sing, but oh the clay is vile
Beneath our feet, and long the mile
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