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February 2016 Airborne ......
I may, from, time to time .
Sit,... with opaque,clouded eyes.
That, mist ....has filled !
From a long, near.... forgotten memory.
Of youth, when it was, at its best.
Of warriors .
Men, I call my brothers.
Whose spirit, still lives, within my heart.
For only those ,
who've felt the wind.....
Beneath their feet.
Have, gone to war.
Know, that unspoken bond.
That exists.....Between.
Fellow
Warriors ....
Giajl © Jim Love
