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We wake up every morning,
Then go out foreigning.
I pray to god everyday,
but lack the words a smart man would say.
I sing a song to ignore the war,
but few minutes later I am hiding near my floor!
I am in Iraq,
near my back pack.
I see a soldier but dare not look,
great... they just shot my cook!
I see a U.S. soldier near,
he looks at me with a trembling fear!
He drops his gear,
Ok... listen here!
I successfully made it out of here,
but the soldier died from a spear!
Life is about bravery,
Not about depressed slavery!
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