WHERE ARE YOU?

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THE WAR ON TERROR



        Days go by.  Days go bye.

         Rain from the sky, tears in my eye.

        A pain in my heart.

        I really, want to know.

        Where did they want you to go?

        Why did you have to go?  Why did'nt somebody say no?

        When will you come home?

       I feel so alone.

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