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To whom it may concern,
I'm writing you this letter
on behalf of those boys that we call men
The ones on whom we bestow our burden of defense.
The ones with the mothers and fathers,
the sons and the daughters,
the ones we've convinced they are fighting
with purpose but have been sentenced to death.
This is a redress of grievances.
This is a high time for reason.
We couldn't hold a candle to the greatest instead we are generation kill.
At times I've thought of joining and at times I still do.
To pump my heart full of pride not just red white and blue.
To whom it may concern.
I'm writing you this letter to appeal to your senses.
Bring them home today.
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