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This poem is pretty self explainatory.I am basically losing someone I love before I actually get to "love" him.The army in this poem is not the actually army,but instead his direction in life for which he seeks without love.  

Again, just spouting off crap that fills my head.
I miss my old friends.
But then again, I don't.
How could I?
I'm not mad at them though.
Again, how could I?

I wonder about the things that happend.
I do believe things happen for a reason.
I also do believe some people were never who I built them up to be to begin with.
I don't mind losing everyone I lost this past year.
I do have my daughter and while times get hard, and I need someone to be there for me, and I have no one, I remember that they were never truly anything to me, to write me off so quickly....

This poem is dedicated to everyone in Perth Royal Infirmary Scotland where I worked for the best six months of my life. The amount of love, respect and care shown is Immeasurable. I thank each and everyone with all my heart