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Somewhere Close to You
The sun is finally setting on this long day
Which has taken so many innocent lives away.
Despite the end coming near
I still have not gotten rid of my fear.
I think of you, my dear, daily
As the shells begin their wailing.
I cannot bear to think of life without you
As so many of my fellow men will have to do.
I fall to my knees and pray
In the poppies that in the wind sway.
I can see the light in the Darkness of Hell
And hear God’s voice coming to tell.
I long to feel the warm breeze of home
And stand under my own Church’s dome.
I long to walk hand in hand
With my beautiful love in the sand.
I am so close to home
That nothing can stop me.
I can hear your sweet voice, my dear
Whispering in my ear.
The Hell of War is over
Someone has finally plucked Fate’s four-leaf clover.
So I run to you, my dear
Through the poppy fields of home.
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