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Nugatory... More than a Number, He had a

Life...

I only see, your smiling face.

And hear, your crazy laugh.

Imbedded, in my mind, 

There .....for, all time.

I smell, the dust,and,the sweat.

I feel,the humid..... wind.

I saw a young man, full of life.

Who, never ...reached his prime.

I had his back, and he had mine.

Now I stand in silence.

As his name, is gently called.

Forever, etched, upon that wall.

We all came home, but not together.

I still hear your laugh.

I still feel your pain.

I still gently call,

Your 

Name...

Giajl © Jim Love