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This is the altered version of my poem that is said to be better than the first. I'm not so sure but I'll let the public decide that.

For my grandma Tilly.
She did not loose her family or become seriously injured from the war.  
But she did suffer greatly for in every time a plane passed over her house she would be reminded of the war she lived through.
She never told me what happened because I am too young. Every time I look into her eyes I see her life. Her pain, her happiness and her love.
Even though I don�t know what happened to her I respect her and admire her greatly.
For her strength and for everything she�s been through.
I love her dearly she makes up the other half of my soul.

To all veterans militants and rebels fighting their own demons.

I read somewhere about the tomb of the unknown soldier and decided to write a poem about it

Don't you ever get the feeling that you were someone else in your past life...I do.

werid i know