War's reality

Fresh faced, soldiers march, teens in khaki wearing deaths arsenal grin and wave like winners.

On the battle front, we're all wearing 'fears mask' now, and bits of our closest friend. 
Wars reality, now clear as day, the shredded corpses, beside them.

Polished boots tread carefully and lay the kids to rest.



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